Melanie C. Campos ~ MahTame

The Sweet Victory RoseVICTORY ROSE

Going down the hill from battle
Heading home to where I have come
Never wanting to hear any more prattle
Or keep the dying image of my chum

Can’t seem to push them far away
I close my eyes to shut their faces out
They forever haunt me even today
Guess it’s continual in this life; no doubt

I saw a lot there at that foreign land
Some things will be forgotten; most won’t
But we all followed the big command
It’s something all of us just do; not don’t

Well, they say there is a reward for us
When we return from this horrible war
They say we earned a lot of these medals
I’d rather have the Victory Rose of yore

And put it down where my comrades lay
In the depths of this weary, war-torn land
I shed many a tear for them and pray
That soon these wars will forever disband