Poppy Day
(least we forget)
The long night seems endless as I toss and turn
dreaming of ghostly figures of men, and pain
Beckoning to me with out-stretched arms
did we all die in vane?
a cry from long-dead lips...
Don’t let this hell-on-earth ever happen again.
Each one now a Poppy on Remembrance Day
each one gave his life away
not wishing to go but had no choice
with pangs of conscience after listening to
Kitcheners voice!
Your country needs you! Sign up now!
come this way m' boys
A brand new shilling for your life
put your X here and kiss your wife.
Whole towns and villages
brothers, fathers, uncles, sons,
sweethearts and mothers-boys
all to the Somme and No-Mans-Land
and for their Country they gave their lives
hell endured with screeching cries
Of starving corpses with whites of eyes
Gone now... but not forgotten
Least we forget, and God forbid
If war ever came this way again
Then all those brave men died, in vane
And mankind has learned... Nothing!
Of Scarlet fields
Of War
Of Pain
Of Suffering
Note: Of course war did come again!, mankind never does learn. does he?
ShirleyG ©