Not in our Name
Not in our Name
The nation´s emotional temperature begins to rise
as memories, experiences and thoughts return
This is the season of a deep and enduring sadness
as our wounds are once more laid bare
We who are left cannot recall, only try to understand
those who were killed, wounded or survived have gone before us
We brace ourselves to pay tribute to the gallant fallen
we say a humble, muffled and tearful thank you
In the confusion of these emotions a lesson is to be learned
it is incumbent on us all to ensure - never again
Inbred aristocrats and demented politicians
must never be allowed to lead us to such a catastrophe
Those who fell call from their timeless graves to warn us
our destiny unlike theirs is in our hands
A future must be forged to advance dialogue and peace
with any thought of war purged from our hearts
<Deleted User> (18118)
Sun 4th Nov 2018 19:53
Learning more about WW1, the statistics are beyond belief. So many thousands died.
When summer ends we look inwards and look back.
Stunning poem.
Hannah