Swords to Plowshares

In memory of my granddad (R.I.P.) who served with the USAFFE in WW2, Korea, and Vietnam this ANZAC weekend. He got awarded the Silver Star and the Purple Heart as well as 30+ other medals and decorations - that's like one for every year of military servic

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Field of crop,

once a battlefield,
feeds a remnant -

young gave up lives
so this plot of land
might remain, fly its flag

and export
blood-bought grain.

 

 

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Reviews

[Tomás Ó C..]

The poem is still as evocative on the second reading...

[Tomás Ó C..]

Blood bought grain... for little gain...

[Emily B]

I spend a lot of time on battlefields of the American Civil War. Sometimes the wind whispers the hopes of the fallen. It is a joy to be allowed to serve those men who gave their lives. Sometimes, the words echoed on the wind are these: "we must teach them to respect this place."

Wonderful poem. My greatest respect to your grandfather.