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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414940" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Will we ever learn?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The scarlet flares illuminate <br>a scene from Dante’s inferno.<br>In muddy trenches soldiers wait.<br>They’ve learnt to fear the rosy glow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Behind the lines artillery <br>sing out their litany of hate <br>to terrify the enemy<br> In this respect they are too late.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Exhausted men beyond all fear<br> crouch numb and sleepless in the mud <br>and should a heavy shell fall near <br>They do not hear but feel the thud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They have no hope all hope has died<br>These broken men their courage gone.<br>The veterans on either side.<br>Each one some loving mothers son.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They answered to their country’s call<br> each swallowing their country’s lies.<br>They were prepared to give their all<br> the ultimate in sacrifice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two thousand men died in one day.<br>A day in June nineteen fourteen.<br>This was the price they had to pay<br>. A price which could have been forseen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The General Staff were confident<br>old fashioned tactics would prevail<br>and to a man would not relent.<br>Quite certain that they could not fail.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Both sides bogged down, total stalemate.<br>The allies claimed the victory.<br> Each side has realised but far too late<br> that modern warfare could not be</div><div style="margin:10px 0">conducted in the same old way.<br>The world was forced to recognise. <br>Some prices were too high to pay<br> and rarely worth the sacrifice</div><div style="margin:10px 0">of brave young men on either side.<br>The cream of Europes breeding stock.<br> Although we honour those who died.<br>There are some memories we block.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We don’t learn lessons from the past<br>It seems the human race cannot.<br>Although the painful memories last<br> the lessons they should teach do not.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">8-Jul-08</div><div style="margin:10px 0">http: // blog.myspace.com/poetic piers</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>
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a scene from Dante’s inferno.
In muddy trenches soldiers wait.
They’ve learnt to fear the rosy glow.

Behind the lines artillery 
sing out their litany of hate 
to terrify the enemy
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