The Lowest of the Low

In a way, it reminds me of my brother,

Who lived for seven days in nineteen forty-eight.

A young life was snuffed out, barely begun,

And Mum and Dad’s heartbreak never really healed.

George. I still have his birth certificate.

Medicine was less advanced back then

But everyone involved did their level best

To keep him in this world. No one was to blame.

Unlike in today’s news about a baby,

Two days out of the womb, killed by a rocket

In a town near Zaporizhzhia, in Ukraine.

Not easy to control emotions, but

Here's what the soiled suits and uniforms should know:

They are nothing but the lowest of the low.


◄ Rough Sleeper

No More War! ►


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Stephen Gospage

Wed 30th Nov 2022 17:02

Thank you, John. Indeed, it is sad to have to write this. Every day we see such harrowing scenes.

Thanks to Jo and Bethany.

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John Botterill

Tue 29th Nov 2022 12:46

A brilliant if desperately sad poem, Stephen.

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Stephen Gospage

Sun 27th Nov 2022 08:56

Thanks for your kind comment, Julie, and for your poignant observation, Uilleam. Indeed, it is all so tragic.

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Sat 26th Nov 2022 20:50

We watched Doctor Zhivago today, whilst my little grand daughter was in the room.
The last time I watched it was shortly after it premiered...a flood of memories and some tears prompted by the haunting Lara's theme came back; and I thought "When will they ever learn?", and I wondered what kind of a world are we leaving for our little one's generation?

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julie callaghan

Sat 26th Nov 2022 18:05

A powerful and heartbreaking write Stephen.

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Stephen Gospage

Thu 24th Nov 2022 21:40

Thank you, Stephen, for your comment.

And thanks to Ray, Brenda and Aisha.

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Stephen Atkinson

Thu 24th Nov 2022 20:00

Powerfully understated

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Stephen Gospage

Thu 24th Nov 2022 17:13

Indeed, MC. And thanks to Frederick.

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M.C. Newberry

Thu 24th Nov 2022 11:32

Good and evil existing (I shrink from the word "living") side by
side. It has been so since time immemorial and it is invariably
the innocent who pay the price for the deeds of evil-doers.

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Stephen Gospage

Thu 24th Nov 2022 08:19

Thank you, John, Keith, Helène and KJ. I think your comments speak for themselves and it is hard to add much more. It is so desperately sad that human beings can sink to such levels.

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kJ Walker

Thu 24th Nov 2022 07:16

Sadly another innocent victim.when will it stop.

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keith jeffries

Wed 23rd Nov 2022 19:32

We can all see clearly now the ruthlessness of a dictator who is a serial killer, with no regard for human life least of all his own people. The forces of light and darkness are juxtaposed in this poem. We have those who fight to sustain life and bastards who kill babies. It is clear cut.
Thank you for a poem rich in clarity

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John Coopey

Wed 23rd Nov 2022 18:53

Stark parallels, Stephen, between the deaths of two youngsters - one humanity tried to saver, the other humanity killed.

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