For The Fallen in War
They answered the call,
From afar, they came one and all.
Young Lions, they came to give chase,
On the fields of Europe, enemies they faced.
Murderous fire rained down as they came ashore,
Thousands lay down, their lives were no more.
Fields soaked in blood, of both friend and foe,
The young men died as they fought toe to toe.
Streets were covered with rubble and blood,
Places where houses and folk once stood.
Blasted by shells from tank and plane
Many died there, never to rise again.
This hateful time of war with it's tragic waste,
How long will it run this terrible disgrace.
Is war here forever? Are we doomed to fight?
Men & boys in their fear, die, both day & night.
Kill or be killed, you hear them say,
Kill or be killed, just to last out the day.
That boy over there, shooting at you,
Cries for his Mother, just like you do too.
Oh please stop the carnage we see through the dust,
Lay down your arms, say enough is enough
Let quiet descend on the killing ground,
With a tear filled cry let peace be crowned
My Centenary poem for the Fallen in War 1914-2014
© Dave Timperley October 2014