gathered here again
the few remaining
and the respectful
to a field where once
young lives were
consigned to die
in the madness of war
for a lie upon the lips of
politicians and generals
a war to end all wars
why do we continue
to abuse ourselves so?
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dusk arising (
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Numberless markers set out as remembrance of youth sacrificed and backed by your wording as "the madness of war" - such is the aftermath that we all ask where is the promised peace - -- an outcry indeed D.A. - -
A fine write dusk.
Super write DA
Good Evening DUSK ~ It is Remembrance Day ~ Thanks for sharing a Video by STING with very moving Lyrics and NOT the *Old Lie*
DULCE ET DECORUM EST
PRO PATRIA MORI
Unfortunately H.Sapiens has an *Aggressive Gene* so *If your Grass looks Greener* there will always be *Wars & Rumours of Wars* ! Even in the midst of the COVID 19 pandemic Civil & Other Wars still rumble on ! When will they ever learn ? Alas NEVER !
Love ANGELA & BRIAN 💛💛💛
"Linger not stranger...."
A good 'un, your peice.
Kind regards Dave
Very apt words d a.
Indeed "why do we continue to abuse ourselves so?"
Andy
I have to many words that ache the soul! But I breath and knowing this can't always be so...
We each have key, thanks for passing yours on!
Much peace and respect
Wish I could have caught these splendid words, this perfectly timed poem on the day itself ... I can not imagine why I was otherwise distracted .. but just felt the need to add my two penn'orth here and acknowledge your apt and emotionally charged post my friend ...
Neville
Lovely but sad piece
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