this is a poem indicating how very very much I am disgusted by those who seek to undermine and mock the ultimate sacrifices made by REAL members of our armed forces (for whatever self degrading reasons these sick individuals have who unbelievably are in their thousands!)
Accompanying this poem are two joined together photos of headstones erected in memory of two young men who took part in the first world war (that had been abandoned for quite some time according to the state they were in.)
I started going to this cemetery to pay my respects to a young friend of ours who had been a youth counsellor at the local homeless centre who had passed away with cancer and was buried in a paupers grave without a headstone surprisingly.
While visiting his grave I noticed these two soldiers headstones that had been badly discoloured by the elements.
So in order to show them both due respect I took it upon myself to clean and maintain them and over a period of time brought them back to quite a clean state as you can see.
I visit these three young lads graves on a daily basis when I respectfully bow and salute each one in turn for what they did for country and community and offer a little prayer of thanks.
At the foot of each of the two headstones (the personal details of which have been blanked out on the print-offs for obvious reasons)you can see an assortment of poppies.Two of which on each grave were actually knitted by my good lady wife who knits them on a regular basis on behalf of a wounded veterans charity and are also featured in an earlier poem of hers on WOL entitled 'Commemoration'
Although they are woollen they have been treated with a waterproofing liquid and mounted on the original crosses that were already there which I have coated with silver paint before the poppies were attached which finishes them off very well.
Having read up on the disgusting practice by those who unashamedly attempt to degrade the names of heros like these young men I came across this piece of advice given by a REAL soldier (American)of how to easily detect the afore mentioned fraudsters-
and I quote-
" one great way-ask them to show pictures especially pictures with their names on on it.I don't care who you are,if you've served in the military you have pictures of yourself somewhere around"
Dan Rosenthal,OIF 1/11 vet.Infantry RSTA.
This is just one example of thousands of ways one can root the cheats out.And also I have read about the anger shown by members of the public (in America)so much that some have formed vigilante groups who go after these idiots.And who(especially those who have not only suffered the traumas of war but also those who have returned home with life changing injuries)can blame them?
it is indeed a scourge that certainly has to be stamped out!
Marching up and down alone in his bedroom
hounded by his own warped fantasy
he bugles through the palmtrumpets of his sad hands
and shouts orders that have no other ears to fall on
but his pathetic own
hob nail booted he drills on the imagined barrack square
of his protectively locked bedroom.
Clad chinhigh in khaki and topped with a pretentious peaked cap
(all bought online)
the peak resting on the bridge of his foolish nose.
Shouldering his wooden gun
he scissors a heel click,spins on one leg
loving what he see's in the dressing mirror.
So why these high jinks?
why the illusions of heroic grandeur?
this empty headed hobnobbing with militaria
why the want to steal valour?
why the fake portrayal of a warrior?
why the mockery of those who have really been in the firing line?
As if he of all people could ever have made the ranks!
I tell you this-
just one foolhardy slip of the tongue
just one schoolboyish Walter Mitty type comment
to those he thinks gullible
that may go astray and be heard by those in the know
and he will lose the battle of the sociopathic bullshitters!
I have also taken it upon myself and with the help of buddies from the 2para regiment and a recently acquired elderly friend who happens to be a member of the veterans association,decided that if I suspect ANYONE of committing this lowly act I would take the greatest of pleasure in exposing their demented activities.
For me doing this will always be open season!
© Stef Wilde 13/09/2017