WORLD WAR ONE POETRY

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DEATH OF GOD DEATH OF MAN

 Blood mottled mud, clinging to life on boots and spats,

Clinging, grasping, delaying the inevitability of deathly union

Bronzed blood speckled acrid water filled Trenches,

Oblivion everywhere, Hades awaits our souls,

Pungent, stinking smell of rotten flesh,

Rats devouring torn jagged limbs.Tommy’s

Eyeball, staring, floating, in ever decreasing circles of

Blood speckled acrid water, all around the bloody dead,

The bloody dying,

Blood running down the trench into oblivion,

Into Hades,

Hades on earth,

God is dead, God died at theSomme.

Man is dead, man died at theSomme.

Gillickey © 2012

THE LAST NAMES

Remember their faces

Remember the places

Battles won, battles lost

Glorious victories, at what cost?

Whump, Whump, bullets fly

Whump, Whump, comrades die

Foe and ally heroes all.

English, German bloodied fall

Tin medals, tin limbs,

Generals ignorant of their sins

Fight on fight on, was their the cry

For God and country, you must die.

Our buddies and comrades are all gone

Only we were left to sing their song

Laments of pain, grief and shame

We will never forget their faces, their names

Now time has taken us too

Nobody left to remember you

Easily forgotten, promises made

Easily forgotten, comrades graves.

Gillickey © 2012

DEATH OF COMPASSION

 Warn blood oozing, life slowly ebbing into oblivion,

Bitte, bitte, the call,

Monotonous pleading, bitte, bitte, 

Like the gun that struck him down, Rat a tat, rat a tat,

Compassion gone, who cares?

He’s not my father, my brother, my son,

Silence falls; he’s gone, silence broken once more. 

Muther, muther, bitte muther

Kommen hier muther,

Agony and death in the darkness,

Sporadic flaring light breaking the darkness

Illuminating the night,

Illuminating our remorse, our guilt, our regrets

He is my father, my brother, my son,

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 05, 2012 ⏰

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