So for over a year it's been hard,
Many of your plans derailed,
Having your social life
So badly curtailed.
Self isolation
And the trouble
Of social life isolation
In your own little bubble
Or online chats
On your pc
Other entertainment
Just watching TV
So many before would've liked that
Would have relished the chance,
Being about the same age when sadly
Killed On the beaches of France.
A generation that lost their youth
Fighting against fascism
No teenage freedom
Just a sudden realism
Battle dress and boots
The pain of a drill square
Conscripted enlisted
Forced to be there.
Rifle and bayonet
The very dubious thrill
Of being trained to
Cold bloodedly kill.
It must be hard being a student
Being made to self isolate
No boozy nights on the town
Getting drunk with a bezzie mate