<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413578" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Battle field musings</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Battlefield musings</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am aware that thousands lie beneath the soil below the sky<br> I listen to their silent cry. Why were we sent to fight and die? <br>They came from every walk of life and briefly trained to join the strife.<br>In the Great War to end all wars. Convinced they fought in freedoms cause.<br>The men of God the padres lied, they said that God was on our side<br>That he would grant them victory but they were wrong quite obviously.<br>The tides of war ebbed to and fro. It was impossible to know.<br>Which side if either was ahead. The quick were fewer than the dead<br>Young soldiers by the thousand died in the name of national pride.<br>Eventually it was agreed that the Germans would concede.<br>But was it worth the sacrifice. There is no answer satisfies<br>The myriads who fought and died. The truth is that their leaders lied<br>Now poppies grow in Flanders fields where the dead increase the yield<br>of crops the local farmers grow. We can’t pretend we do not know<br>There are no winners in a war, a lesson we choose to ignore.<br>We only pay lip service to, a fact we know too well is true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Saturday,16 October 2010<br>http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413578" data-title="Battle field musings de Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg" data-description="Battlefield musings I am aware that thousands lie beneath the soil below the sky I listen to their silent cry. Why were we sent to fight and die? They came from every walk of life and briefly trained to join the strife. In the Great War to end ..."></div> </div> </div>

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