Durham Statue
There is a statue
In the square
Standing all alone
His souls is bared
Sad looking all forlorn
What is his story?
I’d love to know
What of his comrades
Where are those
Did they fall in-
Some forgotten field
Or return as heroes
To their home
In a land of hope
A land fit for them
Or do they weep
From where they are
For what might have been
Of the freedoms
Of which they dreamed
Freedoms that had a price
The price the statues
Sacrifice
