Clive Blake Poet Rhyme

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Poppies

Countless poppies now grow
Where men had once stood,
Or had peered from a dugout,
Or had hidden in a wood,
Where bullets had hailed and
Young lives were squandered,
As poisoned gas smothered
And big guns thundered,
Those in charge must have surely
Questioned and pondered.

Poppies grow in peace now,
Gunfire no longer heard,
Let this be the case forever
For PEACE - is the golden word.

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Terry Flood November 14, 2021 at 5:15 AM An eloquent timely write, Clive. In a time when we should remember the few… it seems it’s only a few that remember. Perhaps it’s not woke! Terry Clive Blake November 14, 2021 at 9:37 AM Thanks Terry, I agree with your comment. We must remember, to forget is not to have learnt anything from all of the suffering gone before. ~ Clive :)