The Futility of War

Written by: Margaret Foster

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