The Tattered Flag!

On the edge of an open field hung the tattered flag

the only indication of the battle

long forgotten the torment of lost innocence

or names of the fallen soldiers

one more conflict where nothing had been won

there a feeling of death still hung!

 

Bodies buried in shallow graves where each fell

young lives ended in torment

grass now covered the site and sheep grazed

where restless souls still roam

no cannon or musket fire nor smell of cordite

as two armies clash in the fight!

 

Silence is what greets the visitor to this field

pleasant during daylight hours

as the shadows lengthen a mist hangs low

and voices have been heard

crying out longingly on the endless breeze

rustling the grass and trees!

 

The tattered flag blows proudly in its salute

to those nameless soldiers

from long ago whose spirits will never leave

all those families of the fallen

remember their ancestors ultimate sacrifice

in war a cruel and futile device!

 

The tattered flag remains as a remembrance!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

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Remembrance!

Each November we always remember

our military forces lost.

From all the wars and trouble spots

young lives taken away!

Their loved ones never again to see

keeping their countries free!

 

Remembrance day the emotions are high

thinking of the fallen.

Some in their teens joined for adventure

travel and companionship.

But the reality of war zones was not fun

in the rain cold and hot sun.

 

Whatever the conditions they had to confront

the horrors and brutality of war.

Families cry and mourn with the memories

the list of names ever-growing.

Man revels in seeking new ways to destroy

something they seem to enjoy!

 

No matter what nation their lives should count

each had a history a soul.

Not just names on a plague or unmarked grave

individuals with much to give!

With hopes ambitions a destiny to follow

and those left to feel sorrow.

 

Remembrance and respect for the lost

the injured knowing the list will grow!

 

Their ultimate sacrifice we must never forget!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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