Lest We Forget

In Flanders Field the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields

I pray that mankind is not doomed to repeat the mistakes that we've made.

I hope that one day we can learn from history and not just study it.

I wish that there was tolerance for all religions, and that I wasn't forced to say 'Happy Holidays' instead of 'Merry Christmas'.

I WILL learn from my mistakes. One day. Maybe not today, but one day I will.

Lest We Forget