How many sing, nostalgically now <br />Those popular war-time songs? <br />Remembering the horrors, as unknown <br />Numbers, no matter how young <br />Were setting out finally, leaving behind <br />Sobbing sweethearts and swollen-eyed wives <br />To travel to terror in unknown lands <br />And offer the best of their unblemished lives. <br />Sometimes to suffer and end their short days <br />In bloody dark ditch, muddied black <br />By other young innocent blood, fazed <br />Beyond sense, did they know they wouldn't come back? <br /> <br />Will nobody ever outlaw the wars <br />That crucify truth, as misunderstood <br />Freedom? God only knows <br />How many false hopes courageous souls <br />Watched smashed, as they hummed the songs <br />About meeting again, such as those <br />They had learned just a little before <br />The beginning of hell that was now called war.<br /><br />Fay Slimm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-ll-meet-again-6/
