Remember our innocence
Eagerly they accepted the King’s shilling,
Fresh-faced youths responded to the call.
Most caught up in fervent patriotic naivety,
Keenly anticipating a glorious adventure.
Soon nationalistic fantasy confronted grim reality,
Youthful idealism was swiftly obliterated
Amidst a Hellorama of mud, screams and gore.
Those long dead boys call to the living,
When our war is a dusty recollection
Our motives misrepresented and misunderstood,
Please Remember Our Innocence.
RJG
- Author: RJG ( Offline)
- Published: December 21st, 2015 07:00
- Comment from author about the poem: Reflection on WW1 in which both my grandfathers, whom I never met, served
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 33
Comments1
Beautiful. Sorry for your loss. They will forever be remembered.
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