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Hill 60
poppies blood
on the green grass
on the hills of mud
away they pass...
© by Jan Theuninck
Thursday 23rd May 2024 12:33 pm
Shot at dawn
drugged by morphine
the blue light comes to you
when the squad opens fire
the coward goes to hell
the officers are heroes
Thursday 2nd May 2024 10:15 pm
Yperite
late at night
a mist
fills the valley
without knowing
it suffocates
like a dark power
on the fields
our dead bodies
and under the grass
a brown soil
© by Jan Theuninck
Saturday 26th September 2020 2:03 pm
Tyne Cot
when you left
for the front
you were
living heroes
and now
you are on top
of the hill
where only
poppies
blow..........
© by Jan Theuninck
Tyne Cot
toen jullie
naar het front
trokken
waren jullie
levende helden
en nu
liggen jullie
op de heuvel
waar alleen
papavers bloeien...
...
Tuesday 9th March 2010 12:06 am
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