ARMISTICE DAY
While I've been doing my stint down here on earth there have been astounding advances in technology, men on the moon etc. but all these achievements would not have developed so quickly had they not been precipitated by the advent of war as best ways of killing people, then in between wars modified to more peaceful pursuits Why is it that mankind can develop so quickly in this respect. and at the same time be so backward compassion wise toward their fellow creatures.
The question is do we need war to progress competitively
or should we take time off getting to know each other better
ARMISTICE DAY
Every November we gather to see
a four generation old documentry
where everyone featured from that time and World
is a black and white ghost in the pictures unfurled.
Grainy spectres returned yet again
re-fighting, re-dying, re-writhing in pain,
for a lasting peace, that with hindsight's in vain.
Examples of wills and letters are shown
of eloquent content since vanished unknown,
the copper plate writing testaments fill,
betray an extinct, lost language skill.
Sombre Presenter with camera crew,
as Parliaments Ben chimes eleven
remind silent mourners lest we forget
young lives prematurely in Heaven.
Sounds of the last post fade through trees
heads bowed over lamentations,
falling rain dilutes the tears of assorted generations
Shattered survivors from distant campaigns,
salute chiseled out concrete moss filled names.
Then wended home on wheelchairs canes
mobility cars, wet zimmer frames.
At night to scramble over tops in dreams,
jump to it lads Sergeant Major screams.
Leaping over stuttering guns
hand to hand fighting, bayoneting Huns,
son's and husband's seeping blood,
drown in craters deep with mud.
Maimed and slain, in vain bids to attain.
A Will 'O' Wist unachievable
negative unbelievable.
Ambiguous "Greater Good".
Nervous first-year pupil with grave naivety,
reads out loud her essay, on our bellicose history,
listing recent conflicts, in the air, on land, at sea,
global wars, one and two, Korea, Vietnam,
Kuwait, Iraq, Syria, the murderous fake Islam.
Glancing round at her listening friends
differing complexions,
why oh why can't adults, like us,
work hard toward good relations
Please, Miss, I'm confused, not sure I understood.
Will "WE" as well, have to suffer for.
And What is, a "Greater Good"?
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ken eaton-dykes
Thu 17th Nov 2016 00:16
Thanks for your comment MC always appreciated