Can we remember,
if we make the same mistakes,
as if they are new?
Can they be honoured,
if we walk dusty, dark paths,
without recalling?

Can we remember,
if the past plays out the same,
the second time round?
Can they be honoured,
if they sleep on violent streets,
that never learned peace?

Can we remember,
if life goes on, after war,
when the parade stops?
Can they be honoured,
if we only give a damn,
once or twice a year?