I SAW A YOUNG MAN WALKING . The youth I met today was old, A child of early times, Much water had passed under bridge, How oft’ those church bells chimed. One hundred or more years, I’d say, They stood at young man’s grave to pray, And yet […]
As Henry Labouchere, the 19th century English Liberal MP and outspoken journalist put it: “We are without exception the greatest robbers and marauders that ever existed on the face of the globe.
STRIKE AGAINST WAR: The little girl in this photograph is Ruby Crane. From the age of 3-years-old Ruby walked blind soldiers around a rehabilitation center called St Dunstan’s at Brighton in Sussex. Ruby’s Father was the head gardener. She knew they were blind and had recently returned from […]
THE FIRING SQUAD . Lost in time his mother’s words, When but an arms-held boy, Remembered sweet the lullabies, That brought the infant joy. . The years of boyhood, river stream, Wherever youth will pause and dream, To pen their true love’s sweet word verse, As posies fall […]
ONCE BITTER FOES . Companions now, once bitter foes, Sleep together, friends, Destiny and Fate conspired to bring to bitter ends. Men who once were bitter foe, Struck to earth by a mortal blow, By men whom they might never know, But comrades once again. In slumber how […]
IN LITTLE HOMES OF CLAY. School and college and on to war, The young must settle rich men’s score, They dress their sin as keeping peace, To lure the lambs they want to fleece. . War is business best when clad, In uniform and nation’s rag. Keep alive […]
War veterans welcome the respect that comes with their having been a member of the armed forces. This is a normal human trait but chances are they were not volunteers. Young conscripts, many of them in their teens, were press-ganged into the armed forces. If there was genuine […]
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