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Where No Monument Stands - Eliza Gilkyson
This is the field
Where the battle did not happen
Where the unknown soldier did not die
This is the field where grass joins hands
Where no monument stands
And the only heroic thing
Is the sky
Birds fly here without any sound
Spreading their wings upon the open
No people killed or were killed on this ground
Hallowed by neglect
And an air so tame
People celebrate it by forgetting its name
This is the field where the battle did not happen
Where the unknown soldier did not die
This is the field where grass joins hands
Where no monument stands
And the only heroic thing
Is the sky
And the only heroic thing
Is the sky
This is the felling
This is the felling
This is the felling
This is the felling
