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Author Name: FreeSALTY 4 Comments
Date Added: July 12, 2004 19:07:00 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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WW1( THE WESTERN FRONT circa 1917)
Burnt and blasted trees raise their splintered trunks to the sky,

All around there`s deathly silence,broken by a moan or a feeble cry.

Flurries of snow, spiral down from darkened clouds

And the hills in the distance, now have their winter shrouds.

Broken bodies,entrapped, on rusting barbed wire,

Vehicles battered and blackened, by shell and by fire.

Jagged shellholes scar the landscape and all around, a sea of mud

Soldiers on both sides wonder, who fights for evil and who fights for good?

The smell of burning fills the air and the patchy snow is blotched in red,

These men have been called lions, led by donkeys it is said.

The mournful wail of a mouth-organ, breaks into the eerie silence

And the dead and dying lay scattered around,

a portrait of obcene violence.

Such has been the horror, men now gaze with sightless eyes,

Gulled into the conflict by politicians lies.

Who will help these people, minds and bodies shattered by war

Fought for the wealthy and priviledged, but fought mainly by the poor.

They`re told they are fighting for freedom, freedom from oppression and want !!

And the wireless crackles out that day,---

"All`s quiet on the WESTERN FRONT"

Author's Notes:
Sadly the soldier is quickly forgotten when the wars are over
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Comment By: FreeRobert E. Richards on April 4, 2005 04:43:54 PM Report
What can I say you paint such a vivid picture. Fantastic
Comment By: PremiumBlake Hightdudis on August 12, 2004 07:57:02 PM Report
Bob this is awesome and paints a picture how it really is, need more to see this to understand it isn't all glory like in the movies. Great Bob.
Comment By: FreeSue Tancheff on July 15, 2004 02:31:07 AM Report
Yes, Bob, you are right. So many have been forgotten but your words keep their memory alive.

Take care.........Sue
Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on July 13, 2004 05:55:42 PM Report


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