Old Men ii

If old men fought the wars
Would there be quite so many?
Maybe we’d reach a stage
Where we’d not fight any.
Life becomes more precious
With the passing of years 
The realisation of mortality
Bringing its own fears.

Let the young live their lives,
No longer treated like cattle
Marshalled and forced to 
Fight the old mens’ battles.

Let the old men go
To fight their own wars
Don’t conscript the future to
Go die for another’s  cause.
If old men did the fighting
Perhaps there’d be more trying
To find a different solution if
Old men faced the risk of dying.

(D-Day 6th June 1944)
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