Battlefield Musings.

Praise and blame a small rant

 

Battlefield musings

 

I am aware that thousands lie beneath the soil below the sky

 I listen to their silent cry. Why were we sent to fight and die?

They came from every walk of life and briefly trained to join the strife.

In the Great War to end all wars. Convinced they fought in freedoms cause.

The men of God the padres lied, they said that God was on our side

That he would grant them victory but they were wrong quite obviously.

The tides of war ebbed to and fro. It was impossible to know.

Which side if either was ahead. The quick were fewer than the dead

Young soldiers by the thousand died in the name of national pride.

Eventually it was agreed that the Germans would concede.

But was it worth the sacrifice. There is no answer satisfies

The myriads who fought and died. The truth is that their leaders lied

Now poppies grow in Flanders fields where the dead increase the yield

of crops the local farmers grow. We can’t pretend we do not know

There are no winners in a war, a lesson we choose to ignore.

We only pay lip service to, a fact  we know too well is true.

 

Saturday, 16 October 2010

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Reviews

[Greg the Bard]

I was a 20 year guy in the cold war. Never have I believed that the reason for a war would or could ever justify the ends of a war. I liked this work but felt that it was another person talking to the pews. The scveem was a hard type to follow but the message was real. Great job. By the way have you read any of Gen. Pattons poems on war. They are really worth the read.

[emmajoy]

What a heartbreaking poem, it touches so many of the black shadows of wars past and, and of course, present .. and it's true ' There are no winners in a war, a lesson we choose to ignore'