White Crosses

This moral role,
to nod your head,
to agree and conform, 
to proudly wear red.

a poppy,

for all it is worth,
for all the modernity,
for all the new birth,
and not be of nostalgia,
nor be of tradition.

And not to be used for ammunition.

Because you have pride,
because they were denied,
their old age.
Forever young,
a name on a page,
of history, 
of His story.

The  Soldier.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Allison Avatar
November 7, 2015 at 6:32 PM
Beautifully penned topical write :-) hugs jan xx
Linney Avatar
November 7, 2015 at 7:24 PM
Thank you for reading and replying. Thank you for such a kind remark x :)
Foster Avatar
November 7, 2015 at 4:04 PM
Lovely words and rhythm
Linney Avatar
November 7, 2015 at 4:38 PM
Thank you very much for reading and replying. Thank you very much for your kind words . I appreciate it .
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