16th December
2012
On Those Who Stand In
The Way
They were
the brave,
they were
the few
who held up
the skies
in fast and
frail craft
while evil
carved across Europe.
Falling,
falling, the survivors now,
but always
remembered.
They were
the brave,
they were
the few
who spoke
up for victims and
sheltered
and saved them
from hate’s
discriminating atrocity.
Falling,
falling, the survivors now,
but always
remembered.
They are the
brave,
they are
the few
who stand
in harm’s way
to shelter
and save the innocent
from abuse
and pain and brutality.
Fallen,
fallen, the heroes now,
but always
remembered.
In liberty’s
chaos and freedom’s choices,
who are the
brave, who are the few?
Are we not all
the many,
to speak up
for justice
voices for
goodness in a bedlam of shouting?
Rise, rise,
be heroes now
and always
remembered.
