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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

◄ Dispossessed

Can the Vice be Broken ►

Comments

<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

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M.C. Newberry

Sun 4th Nov 2018 15:41

The causes of the commencement of warfare rarely change.
Greed, envy, religious differences, a need to dominate and
fear of various things, such as losing control and influence.
These will see a response, depending on their perceived
threat, short or long term and are common throughout
the world. Every generation must deal with them if global
history is any guide, up to and including the present. It may be a source of condemnation and regret but it remains
a worldwide reality without irrevocable resolution. That is
its true tragedy and the cross humanity has to bear for some unexplained "blueprint" reason in our genetic make-up.

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Martin Elder

Sun 4th Nov 2018 14:15

I like the fact that you do not pull any punches here Keith
Nice one

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Taylor Crowshaw

Sat 3rd Nov 2018 15:43

I liked the poem earlier Keith. I wanted to revisit it to read it again before commenting.
Such a sad and solemn time of year.
We remember those lost, not only in The Great War, but all the others that have followed. The Falklands particularly sticks in my own mind. Watching the horror unfold on our screens playing out day after day. It brought the realities right into our living rooms.
All the atrocities that continue, without it would seem..pause..
Do those in charge ever learn the lessons.

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