A Call to Arms

 

The call came on Sunday at dawn

a nation filled with trepidation

It was expected yet dread filled their hearts

as a second world war had begun

Some went to church, others moved the lawn,

most were in a daze

They knew what lay ahead

and were filled with dread

 

So began six years of hostility and violence

human beings wasted as disposable souls

Cities were bombed relentlessly

as those on the home front cowered in shelters

Millions systematically poisoned to death

persecution and murder were rife

They knew what lay ahead

and were filled with dread

 

The haunting sound as sirens wailed

bombs exploded with homes destroyed

Food rationed, barely enough to eat

letters of condolences, the death of a loved one

Peoples lives destroyed and broke

homes reduced to a pile of rubble

They knew what lay ahead

and were filled with dread

 

As we conmemorate the fallen

we live to repeat these horrors

Crazed politicians and dictators

run amock and call for war

Once more we hear the call

yet again we take up arms

to repeat past events and wars

and for God's sake why?