The teens filed into the class
each one excited to see the TV
the class would go by fast
Each one wondered what they would see
The teacher turned off the lights
each teen sat back to enjoy
Some hoped for fun, others for knights
thrills in each girl and boy
The screen sprang to life
the scene started to unfold
a face filled with strife
terrible images to behold
The teens leaned away
This was not what they wanted
what would their parents say
when they woke, dreams haunted
The images of war glared
faces filled with determined fear
each teen mind, not prepared
closed eyes, regardless of peer.
Near the end of the class
the teacher turned it off
"This has gone and pass,
and to watch is tough"
"But we must never forget,
You are able to watch these
because of these vets
who enabled you to be free"
The teacher walked out
each teen sat still
of none was there a shout
the memory of the killed.
Jo-Anne was the first to speak
"We should learn much more"
all agreed, from jock to geek
to speak with one from war.
It soon became a class project
To find someone with a story
every family was thoroughly checked
Until they found a man named Lori
His tale was not of victory
but of friends, long since gone
The theme quite contradictory
To make friends till your last dawn
"If you have good close friends"
Lori's voice did rasp
"War inside you will quickly end,
something some people don't grasp"
He said that war would be for not
if they did not live this way
"do not accept your own lot"
he would repeatedly say
Each student took this to heart
this class became so close
making friend they all did start
kindness and compassion they showed
Now, as adults they speak,
"We must do this and more"
all agreed, from jock to geek,
to remember those from war.
