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 Category:  War and History Poetry
  Posted: March 11, 2018      Views: 152

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Decided to put some of my poems on "Fanstory" so that I can improve my writing skills. My punctuation, spelling etc. is not very good and although I try to rectify that, I struggle to remember what words to use. i.e. "to" or "too" "your" or "you' - more...

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Thoughts of war.
"A Long Time Dead." by brenda bickers
A long time dead.
 

He stood upon the battlefields and watched the fighting rage,
and knew that what he witnessed would be scribed upon a page.
While in the distant future when those history books are read,
the soldier there who fought the feud, a long time would be dead.
 
No words that have been written can explain a ghastly war,
Or help a person comprehend just what that soldier saw.
When on the fields of conflict where the trenches all ran red,
the soldier there who fought the feud, a long time would be dead.
 
And will the children growing up learn of that soldier’s plight,
the day that he took up those arms prepared to make that fight?
When since the bullets pierced his skin and sniped above his head,
the soldier there who fought the feud, a long time would be dead.
 
Now will we bow our heads and pray for those that gave their life,
who died upon that hallowed ground to sounds of drum and fife?
The bugle plays the last post while devoted prayers are said;
the soldier there who fought that feud, a long time would be dead.
 
One day when we are fathers and the battle rages on,
Will we in turn remember of another mother’s son?
Their hearts be filled with anguish, impending doom and dread--
 the soldier now that fights the feud, a long time will be dead.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

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Now that History is not a main subject taught in our schools I wonder if the wars that have been and passed will become lost in time with each subsequent war in turn becoming more and more acceptable in today's modern world. War today is thought of as inevitable and a part of life.


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