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One of the poems I have written for the WWI Centenary.

Weary With War

19941540_coverby Jean Aked12 Sep 2014

Into battle with weary limbs
Heavy in the cold, wet mud,
Ragged clothes on jagged skin,
Arms that would fight if they could.

Weak from injuries and hunger,
Trying now to quench the thirst,
With dread of unknown things to come
And fear that it may just get worse.

I’ll write to my girlfriend later,
Tell her that I’m okay;
Without mention of the misery
There really won’t be much to say.

Organised, prolonged destruction,
Sacrifices all the way,
Ruination and disruption,
Violence: when for peace I pray.