<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413846" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Final solution</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The countless dead unburied lay beneath a covering of clay.<br>The good earth turned to dark red mud mixed with the best of soldier’s blood.<br>It mattered not how many died for death could not be satisfied.<br>Brave men who fought for their country. Death chose amongst them randomly.<br>I lived although my comrades died. Death often took them from my side.<br>Why did I live? So I can tell the world about the living hell<br> wich we endured knee deep in mud. I think it fitting that I should.<br>So many died on either side. Involuntary suicide<br>To fight a war they could not win, to no more see their kith and kin<br>Like every war it proved to be a total waste, a mockery<br>The cream of Europe’s fighting mem would never see their homes again.<br>What did it prove the First World War? Nothing we had not known before! <br>Though we remember those who died. The lessons learned are not applied<br>for men still battle constantly to prove superiority.<br>It seems mankind can’t live in peace, that wanton killing will not cease<br>Until death has added to his score the last man and there are no more.<br>I think that then and only then the world will be at peace again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">16/04/2009<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=413846" data-title="Final solution de Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg" data-description="The countless dead unburied lay beneath a covering of clay. The good earth turned to dark red mud mixed with the best of soldier’s blood. It mattered not how many died for death could not be satisfied. Brave men who fought for their country. Dea..."></div> </div> </div>

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