Poetry – War – A poem about the futility and stupidity of war, terrorism and violence as history provides perspective.

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War

There is nothing quite as stupid as humanity. History gives perspective to everything. To stand on a battlefield and look around one sees nothing but stupidity.

Culloden was a beautiful meadow full of grass, flowers and shrubs on which the birds and butterflies flitted. Back in 1746 two armies charged each other with blind hatred. They slashed with swords and hacked each other to death. They inflicted terrible injuries and horrendous agony. They were driven by patriotic passion.

Vicksburg was the battle that was a major blow to the Confederacy. Men were shot and blown to pieces. Limbs were blown off. The mud was sticky with blood.

Hiroshima melted people alive. People stumbled out of the city with their skin dragging behind them like grotesque shadows. They were half cooked alive.

Now ISIS is using medieval methods to kill slowly to inflict the greatest agony. They burn people in cages, slowly drown people, slice their heads off, bury them alive, crucify them and slowly crush them.

War. What is it for? Time robs all of these maniacs of their purpose. Today Vietnam is a tourist trap, Scotland is part of the UK, the USA is united and Japan is a friend from which we buy our cars and TVs.

Tomorrow ISIS will be a dim distant memory. They will be remembered with disbelief and disgust. All their obscene ambition will have been seen to be pointless.

All those wars; all that blood; all that agony – all pointless! There was nothing that could not have been sorted out through intelligence and humanity! Jaw jaw – not war war – as Churchill said!

There are no easy answers or quick fixes. War is the last resort!

 

War

Eating ice-cream in Vietnam,

Belgian chocolate in Ypres;

Sipping beer on the Killing Fields of Cambodia –

A damn sight better than blood and screams.

 

Sitting in a deserted pillbox

Surveying the beauty of the beach and sea

Through an oblong slit;

Walking through a forest of majestic unbroken trees

In the woodland at Vicksburg

Where thirty seven thousand men were killed or wounded;

Photographing butterflies and birds

On the flowers on the battlefield of Culloden

Where two thousand suffered

The agonies of wounds or death.

A damn sight better than being pierced by steel,

Slashed, smashed and shattered.

 

Then Hiroshima, Dresden, the London Blitz, the Crusades

And Jihad – What was it all about?

The IRA, Black Panthers, Weathermen and Baader Meinhof  –

Who won?

 

Shrapnel, chlorine, uranium, steel, bombs, bullets, missiles, napalm, knives, swords, machetes and indoctrinated will.

 

War

What is it for?

 

Enemies become friends.

Time changes everything.

Passions cool.

Nothing is gained.

Agony, blood, sacrifice and early death.

Such a waste.

 

Standing on the scene of such terrible carnage

One is reminded of the stupidity, tragedy and uselessness.

 

War

What is it for?

 

Eating ice-cream in Vietnam where Agent Orange destroyed so much, twisted thousands of lives and created nothing but misery, I was struck by the pointlessness and waste.

 

Opher 4.8.2016

8 thoughts on “Poetry – War – A poem about the futility and stupidity of war, terrorism and violence as history provides perspective.

  1. I totally agree. I was so affected at Gettysburg both times we were there. And we hope to go to Culloden when we go to Scotland next September. Gettysburg really got to the me the first time we were there. I went back to my daughters and had to write about it in my travel journal. Ended up with this, too:

    Monuments: A Grief Remembered

    The land remembers
    red, flowing blood of her sons;
    mourns — battle-scarred, mute.

    Wind, a grief unspent,
    wails over fallow fields, cries
    WE MUST NOT FORGET!

  2. It’s horrific beyond imagination. I am at the moment researching information for a story I plan to post on Father’s Day in memory of my dad. He was a WW2 vet. What I am reading is mind numbing horror and trauma. He suffered chronic post-war PTSD all his life.

    1. I don’t think anybody comes out of it unscathed. There must be hundreds of thousands of traumatised people – probably millions! Horrendous.

      1. Probably. Though I think most of them are treated similarly. Once they’ve done their service they are dumped and forgotten. I don’t think they’ve ever been properly supported. The suicide/addiction rates are appalling.

  3. No one should forget. What is it all about
    Other Mens greed for Power and Glory
    Sending Men young and old
    Sometimes just young Boys to their deaths
    Not to mention all the rest
    Those affected by it all
    The list goes on growing bigger
    That’s all.

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