Many people who have read the other poem I wrote in France, have asked me why I haven't posted it. Well, as I said with the first one, it isn't really finished. But I am prepared to post it as an unfinished piece of work. See what you think.
Again, it is about the First World War, and the thinking behind some of the "shot at dawn" tragedies, which were sadly far too common!
Here it is:
Don't tell me
Don't
tell me that you're not quite sure
Exactly
why you're hereYou rushed to join,
You took the coin,
You joined in with the cheer
You
knew what you were doing
At
least that was our planNow stand up straight
Accept your fate
And take it like a man.
Don't
tell me your excuses
Of
how we led you onWe made it plain
You wouldn't gain
Yet you still joined in the song
Forget
the loves you left behind
Or
the loves you've lost out hereWhat you saw
You see no more
Your only friend is fear
No
tales of woe will help you now
The
hour will soon arriveHow you feel
Is of no appeal
We won't let you survive
You've
failed our God, you've failed our King
You've
let your Country downBefore you go
You need to know
You'll never wear the crown
One
last wish I'll grant you
One
last with that's allIt's fair you know
We like it so
So get on with your call
Dear
God please don't forget me
As
I continue on my wayForgive me
And accept me
At the start of my new day
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