Courage is found as they leave old ways behind,

Using bravery to overcome what obstacles they find.

Tears are shed as they wave goodbye,

With pride on their faces as they hold their heads high.

Cries of people and the roar of guns in their ears,

Leaves them alone in the darkness with only their fears.

The pain in their body burns like pottery in a kiln,

As the war around them blurs like a black-and-white film.

The fight for survival is a never-ending battle,

As blood spills from wounds and machine guns rattle.

Limbs are lost and scars are gained,

And courage displayed, whether real or feigned.

Despite their voluntary fight for our freedom,

We leave them - discarded - and notice them seldom.

Our heroes need help in their hour of need,

They came to our aid; let us aid that brave breed.

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Author guidance for This poem

My tutor group decided to support the charity Help For heroes, and I offered to write a poem. This is what I came up with. You can add your own ideas, too. You can pick from any of the charities listed below, or choose your own:

Help For Heroes
Cancer Research
NSPCC
Save The Children
The British/American/whatever country Red Cross

As I said, those are just some of the ones I can come up with, but you can do whatever you like. Enjoy!

:)

updated Jan 1 '01 by Inspirablurr