dusk arising

a lie became noble



smiling young faces
sixteen summers seen
lives full of promise
now eager to please
"just turned eighteen sir"
earns infantry green
runaway schoolboy
for country and king

rifles and bayonets
shell holes and mud
barbed wire and trenches
young brothers of blood
landscape of corpses
the shells tear apart
counting lost friendships
fear in his heart

springtime in Wiltshire
blackbird sings to the night
staring at heavens
prays he's alright
clutching a letter
from runaway son
somewhere in Belgium
he longs for his mom

fields full of gravestones
all races and creeds
sacrificed lifes, now
planted like seeds
"your country needs you"
each nation took heed
and died on the wire
that we may be free

november morning
two thousand eighteen
a hundred years mourned
on the old village green
names carved in granite
their faces unseen
lest we ever forget them
or that bloody regime

all war is obscene

Comments9

  • Debsspot

    Powefull words. The more we think about the sacrifice and what war really means the better.
    Respect to all who have have served and those that currently serve.

  • Goldfinch60

    Yes da ALL war is obscene.

  • Michael Edwards

    A noble tribute

  • orchidee

    A fine write and tribute dusk.

  • Christina8

    This is a really well written and powerful tribute, dusk! Thanks for sharing!

  • Mugsdaddy

    Having served i feel these words as they roll down my cheek your form nearly perfect, your words oh so sleek. they bring back a time when Death stood by my side, no need to run nowhere to hide. but life is quite funny as to serve I was proud, as millions cry FREEDOM without words yet so loud.

  • Mugsdaddy

    wonderful piece I was truly moved and humbled. Mugs...

  • Neville

    this is an excellent tribute to all those who made the supreme sacrifice and of course all those who were prepared to do so, but were able to return.... N

  • down the rabbithole

    This is fantastic... I really felt the words and hope this is a published poem as it really should be!



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