Never Forget.
Let us remember
all imprisoned birds, in order to sing
must visualize
winging to real freedom across open
countryside so
into war's cell young marchers strode
whistling then sang
as loaded missiles whined over-head.
Without prior warning a boy started
quietly, others
joined in and soon a tunelessly loud
number proudly
bellowed refrains into shell's flak-fire
at going down
behind black hills in yellow dust-ring
the day's dying
sun, soiled by guns' aftermath gloom.
Their singing lifted to smoky horizons
with undaunted
courage and when nearing gun-blast
lads' exploding
songs became louder within bedlam's
fire-drenched trenches
and sunk in faith war's Godless intent.
Youth's face grinned as blood's scene
went the rounds by
sheer resistance to hell's rattling rain.
Fears held within,
lads' cheery laughter and balladeering
went on to defy
battleground wailing until breath failed
and young songbirds
when in last thoughts of home-land at
some closing moment
let fight cease with throe's final breath.
Freedom's battle
over for such lads meant singing effort
forever was done.
Red as the poppy was spilt blood then
and in wars to come.
Let us remember..... and never forget.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Comments8
You have captured so well the spirit of the past and in doing so the hope for the future - touching write Fay.
Fay,
Once again you’ve expressed the message you want to impart
to the reader with
eloquence and pure
heart! Thank you for the
write my dear poetess!
~Laura~
You have portrayed with beauty one of man's ugliest pastimes, Fay. War is the definition of insanity, yet is and has always been man's favorite endeavor. Go figure!
Well done as usual, my friend! I love the attention to form.
ROLL OUT THE BARREL FAY ~ The songs of the 1st & 2nd World Wars are forever etched on our memories. We sang them all (The Short and the Tall and the Small) on a recent trip on the Thames with the Pearly Kings & Queens ~ no hymn sheets everyone instinctively knew the words ! I've never been in the Military but I am a Queen's Scout ~ an organisation in which GIN GAN GOOLY etc plays its part. We have Remembrance Day Services planned for tomorrow ~ we can FORGIVE ~ but we must never FORGET ~ THEIR UNTIMATE SACRIFICE for OUR FREEDOM ~ AMEN ~ Yours as ever BRIAN.
A sensitive write and tribute Fay. 'Sing sweetly little birds now in Paradise, though you arrived there early'.
An honorable tribute Fay.
Fay, this is the most eloquent and beautiful tribute to our fallen heroes I have read. Thank you!
Very good write, indeed let us remember.
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