<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413911" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Generally speaking</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The guns fall silent and the dead<br>lie quietly they’ve played their part.<br>The night hour’s pass heavy with dread<br> at first light the big guns will start.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sound of the artillery<br> will fill the silent skies again.<br>Eroding further bravery<br> of the war weary fighting men.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The brave young men on either side<br> are doomed to die face down in mud.<br>Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.<br> Their dug outs do but little good.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A shell burst may not kill just maim<br>The lucky ones are those who die, <br>they are the winners in this game<br> when thick and fast the bullets fly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Opposing sides move to and fro <br>to capture trenches they’ve just left.<br>For no good reason that they know<br> obeying orders quite bereft</div><div style="margin:10px 0">of any sign of sanity.<br>The generals are safe behind the lines<br>Unlike the vast majority<br> who fight to fulfil their designs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lions by donkeys badly led<br>Young men by the thousand died.<br>A foreign field their final bed <br>because good sense was not applied.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In Flanders fields the poppies grow.<br>The soil enriched by their hearts blood<br>What have we learnt we did not know? <br> Nobody won Nobody could.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are no winners none at all<br> except perhaps the carrion crows<br>They dine well when the soldiers fall <br>as mighty nations come to blows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Survivors return home broken men <br>with small support and little praise.<br>Until they’re needed once again<br> when countries their new armies raise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Another war to end all wars.<br>We do not learn from history<br>For men can always find a cause.<br>Why this should be a mystery.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">18-Feb-08</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=413911" data-title="Generally speaking de Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg" data-description="The guns fall silent and the dead lie quietly they’ve played their part. The night hour’s pass heavy with dread at first light the big guns will start. The sound of the artillery will fill the silent skies again. Eroding further bravery of..."></div> </div> </div>

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