Posted by: Postordinandy | July 1, 2016

On the 100th anniversary of the outbreak of the Battle of the Somme

It’s a little known fact,

that,

if you hold a poppy to your ear,

you can hear the echoes of shells exploding.

 .

The collected experience of muddy and tired men,

Screams and dull thuds as bodies fall,

Crumpled onto French fields.

 .

And we, a full Century later now,

honour the memories of those who fought for freedom,

men who – but a few short months before

had wanted nothing more than food on plate,

and roof over head.

 .

We stand with our ankles in the same mud of conflict,

ducking the shells of political argument,

and the bullets of fear of the other.

 .

The poppies grow in Flanders field,

the land around the Somme bears deep scars still,

and the buried cry out,

begging us to listen and learn,

that those who want freedom will pay a steep price,

the reward costly but valuable beyond measure.

 .

It’s a little known fact,

that,

if you hold a poppy to your ear,

you can hear the echoes of shells exploding.

 

somme

(picture from Telegraph story on the 100th anniversary of the Somme)
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