Universal Bayonet

crowded poppy field cover the trenches

red crowns hide bone meal and sculls

abundance disfigures the pain

and yet Field Marshall and Tambourine Major

demand endless encores


as if another take would enhance the applause

while puppets on war strings scatter engraved

on tombstones and grief devastated and soulless 


march on and paint the white flag with blood

because innocence is not for the fainthearted

honour and glory will grant you a medal

for posterity to cherish instead of your smile


the markets will take stock and wrap human remains

in balance sheets for you are merely

a number on ledgers and history’s accounts

a fallen hero on somebody else’s sword


25th March 2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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March 25, 2021 at 8:37 AM
Interesting poem, Kai. I was particularly taken by "innocence is not for the fainthearted." I was wondering about feigned innocence, which is so often observed on the international scene. Good work, Kai! I enjoyed the read.
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