It isn't just the war dead that I remember on Remembrance Sunday. I often think about the instigators of war: the self-aggrandising politicians who drag nations into conflict, the incompetent commanders safe behind the front line while the troops go to their deaths. Can they live lives untroubled by the carnage they caused? Or do the ghosts of the dead come back to haunt them for their crimes?

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Open your books,

On page seventy-two.

Read these sides,

And learn about the past,

Which is not anymore.

 

We learn about war,

About hate and racism,

And they call it past,

And close their eyes

To not see reality.

 

One day, they will,

I hope, will understand,

That to be in denial,

Doesn't help altogether.

Because in the end,

 

Nothing changed a...

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Old, black-white photographs,
Show soldiers, smiling, proud.
First guns in their hands,
Then bullets in heads,
They died for their fatherland.

Not long ago, when war has reigned,
It poisoned the peoples' mind.
Turned love to hate,
Made people die,
They died for their fatherland.

We say "We learned", but we all know,
That we didn't learn at all.
Just look around, people die,
Day fo...

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published in STANZAS AND CLAUSES FOR THE CAUSES on Brine Books Publishing. also published was my poem Neda. a slightly different version is in my and Andy N's new anti war poem book EUROPA...   Manchester Lass

 

She was just a Manchester lass who's fate spun thru the years and affected everybody present.                                                                                   ...

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