The Futility of War
The Futility of War
In every little town
The names are written down
Surrounded by poppies red
The young who went to fight
To do what they thought right
blindly followed those who led
To fields of mud and clay
Where lives were blown away
A whole generation dead
“Lest We Forget”---A phrase from Kipling’s “Recessional”
Balassi Stanza
Margaret Foster Sept 29th 2011
Copyright © Margaret Foster | Year Posted 2011
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