Off To War

A call from their country

And line up they did

Some with visions of glory

But most with visions of dread

One by one they boarded a ship

To take them to a destination

Of which some will never make the return trip

The piers were filled with sounds of cries

Families showing brave faces as they waved good-bye

Many a son, brother, daughter and father

Waved to each other, wandering

if again they would see each other

When they arrived

They marched off the boat

The enemies were waiting

The soldiers had no where to go

With guns in hand they did fight

For what they had always believed in was right

Some had fallen while others survived

They were pushing back the enemy lines

With victory in hand

We sailed back home

Never to forget

The comrades who never made it home