In vermilion fields,
Where echoes of floundering,
Resonate through Flanders,
The million killed,
Or more,
On either side of the war,
Empire and conspire,
Paving the way for,
National pride,
On each divide,
In the gory meadows,
Where the shell shocked horses,
Break,
No remorse from the ploughman,
Great grandson,
Doing as he is made,
On the promise of pay,
At least he can say,
Hello love, I'm home.
Rowan Blair Colver
Where echoes of floundering,
Resonate through Flanders,
The million killed,
Or more,
On either side of the war,
Empire and conspire,
Paving the way for,
National pride,
On each divide,
In the gory meadows,
Where the shell shocked horses,
Break,
No remorse from the ploughman,
Great grandson,
Doing as he is made,
On the promise of pay,
At least he can say,
Hello love, I'm home.
Rowan Blair Colver
Written to commemorate the 11.11 remembrance ceremonies.
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