In the fields where silence screams,
Shadows dance in fractured dreams.
Blood and tears, a crimson flood,
Earth and soul, marred in mud.

Whispers of the fallen brave,
Echoes from a distant grave.
Hearts that once beat strong and true,
Now lie still beneath the blue.

Memories of a world at strife,
Lives entwined in endless night.
Hope and sorrow, hand in hand,
Lost in time’s unyielding sand.

As dawn breaks with fragile light,
We remember the endless fight.
Peace, a fragile, fleeting breath,
In the shadow of war’s death.