Armistice Day
Meditation On Remembrance…. It was putrid;The stench of footrot, blood, vomit and fear;Mud everywhere, everything was soaked right through;Men dragged into service and some foolishly volunteering. Whilst the politicians talked over whisky and cigars, we rotted and died;In agony and fear in trenches for countries that only existed as names;Boundaries set by greed, ambition and politics;We rotted, bled, cried, shook and died for them. Over the top;We scrambled, slid and run in fear towards other human beings;Screaming death and destruction waving our widow makers;To be mercilessly cut down by machine gun and rifle fire;By other humans wondering what the hell … Continue reading Armistice Day
