Another passionate poem from John Phillips straight out of Shorts and Shots.
Remembrance
Lest we forget, the politician said,
His suit of Savile Row, his poppy red
As blood, that bleeds a blood gorged century
Of wars and blatant inequality.
Lest we forget the promise and the lie;
A coming land for heroes was the cry
Which echoes vainly down the passing years
Of never ending conflict, toil and tears.
Lest we forget the myth of glories won.
Legends, by propaganda, darkly spun
To veil the truth, hide wars futility
Ignoring youth and human dignity.
Lest we forget the rank hypocrisy;
The falsehood which pretends Democracy,
Yet doffs its cap to peerage, wealth and fame,
To fuel and fire the politicians game.
Well Opher, once again you’ve covered it to a “T”!
Excellent.
Cheers Tub.