Muddied and so broken, King’s shilling is
Expense, making all such thankful pride; a
Dugout plan past tense, nothing really
Alters, a fight there has to be, as
Laying down a path for love; bleeds
Out so willingly, shell shock and the
Fury, comprise a horror story, where
Hate is made state sanctioned, the
Orders of such glory, cancel every
Notion, just complete the mission, to
Outline; all the ways; a man can make division,
Underfoot is sorrow, they cry out every name, lo’
Ridiculed; by same old choice; that carries on the pain.
- Author: AuburnScribbler ( Offline)
- Published: November 10th, 2024 10:02
- Comment from author about the poem: I thought I would commemorate the day, with a bit of a sad one. To the fallen, I both mourn and thank you for granting me to enjoy relative peace. But to those of us who are still living, there still remains a colossal scope of improvement; and yet; no real entertainment of any real change for the better. We really do need to wake up a positive alteration, else our core operation, that has spiraled downward to horrifying lows, will condemn our entire species to it's self-made extinction! True profit, doesn't lie in a bank vault or via the result of gory conquest. True profit, is looking into a mirror, and being able to smile at your own reflection! As you can see the first initials of each word are coloured accordingly: MEDAL is in gold, to symbolise the material wealth of war and humanity's endeavours in general, OF is in red, to symbolise both the poppy and the needless blood shed around the world, and HONOUR is in green, to symbolise the colour of the land that was fought for, before it became sullied by mankind's aggressive attainment. Despite its woeful tone, I hope that you enjoy the poem, and as always please do stay safe everyone.
- Category: Special occasion
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Comments3
So many that have fallen deserve a metal and never got one who deserve recognition, and we never recognized, who died with courage that was never seen. Those are the true valiant, the true men of honor. Very well written.
Thanks for the read, for your your kind comment and for your words of tribute sorenbarrett, I wholeheartedly agree.
I hope that all is well.
I give 100% respect to all our soldiers.🌺
Thanks for the read and for favouriting this poem Teddy.15, it is very much appreciated.
Let those who protect, not be victims of neglect.
I hope that all is well.
Wonderful words Ben.
Andy
https://youtu.be/_K1BdDVvV9Q?si=tdikt3X_qkMstIpS
Thanks for the read Andy, and for your kind comment.
I have just checked out the link, and the sad song featured; is the reason why the system and hierarchy has to be questioned and revised!
I hope that all is well.
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