Kai Michael Neumann Poet Free verse

Christmas 1918

Glorious memories
	Soldiers playing football
		Across the battle lines

So fortunate they were
	Two teams and round leather
		Apocalypse as the referee

A bunch of poppies 
	Rosaries and prayers
		Wooden cross the reward

If they were lucky
	When I was a child … I got
		An orange and a piece of coal

Never mind bullets and shrapnel
	Stupidity is gloriously invincible
		Swastikas have many disguises

Now drink your milk and eat your greens
	The country needs your cannon fodder
		Sleep quietly sweet child and dream

25th November 2019

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Anne-Lise Andresen November 25, 2019 at 12:09 PM - Sounds like a terrible supper ... "drink your milk and eat your greens" ... stomach cramps and nightmares ... no sleep or sweet dreams ... - Certainly ... cannon fodder! - Great written, Kai - hugs // Anne-Lise :)