Why
Was it something that they said, they wore or waved or what they maybe
thought they did ..
Or the colour of their skin, or eyes, now largely hid behind those
individual lids ..
Not to mention that bloody awful shell-shocked gaze, now staring blind
and vacant from behind
those tailor made and inexpensive wooden frames, forever gazing upward
and with tears
still streaming down each side toward that smoke streaked sky ..
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Neville (
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How sad, I don't think that question can ever be answered
I sincerely fear you may well be write ........... thank you though my friend ......... Neville
Why - the most unanswered question in our lives.
Andy
...................................... Indeed Andy .. ta
Why? 'God knows' as the saying goes, usually said out of resignation, but true words.
An extract from my nutty 'Meanwhile....' jottings: 'Why did I start singing, and cause so much misery to millions?!' heehee.
thank you Mr. O ....................... N
I imagine
all children, Victims
of war
can relate, verbatim
to every word in your poem
dear Poet Supreme!
how you capture, the true horror
in the eyes, and voice
of lost, innocence
and beleaguered, mindsets
where a childhoods, precious
naivety has been, warped
far - far, too soon
to that sinister, world
of adulthoods, wanton cruelty...
I have seen a little bit with my very own eyes and fear that it is far greater than my own worse fears could possibly have ever been .. and now with much regret realise that I am indeed getting older and am most definitely and defiantly not a hero after all ..... Your words above are both mightily and truly appreciated my friend .. N
To many thoughts for this piece of art, so I'll just thank you for sharing your heart!
Take care
................................ Thank you Dan .. so muchly & always appreciated my friend ... Neville
The horror of war's vile effect is brought to the fore by your experience when trying to enter the field of its victims dear Nev - -- your verse speaks its own clearly captured message of no answers to Why - -- - -- yet we must go on asking - -- - heartbreaking indeed this first read of my belated return to M.P.S. ..................x
welcome back Fay ... and thank you for turning up my friend .................... N x
A thought provoking question
That awakes me in my deep sleep
Further to it a very intriguing poetry
So well matching with the recent times
I can hear the voices of so many who are marginalised
Very well worded dear Neville
... thank you spills my lovely friend .. yes troubling times indeed .. take care and stay safe & well .. N
Unanswerable by the victims and others. But the main culprit knows why.
presumably so .. many thanks for blessing this page with your presence Roz .. N
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