Poppies’ lost petals
Fall as words in our prayers
Keep our children safe
Day 27/365 – Morgan’s #DailyHaikuChallenge. Join in and link back to her blog.
Tag: WWII
War Baby
Another contribution from me to the Poets for Peace initiative. If you would like to take part you have until end of this month. Your efforts would be most appreciated.
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Two World Wars and Counting …
In World War One less than five per cent of the casualties were civilians – with today’s conflicts and wars the figure is nearer 75%.
War baby –
once a bundle of mixed acquaintance,
temporary, hurried, desperate -joy.
Love ceased when war began.
War baby –
is war; a disfigured bundle no one wants to heal;
permanent, scarred, tragic.
Lives ending as many wars begin.
War baby –
his bloodlust flows within blood –
conflicts- hostilities-civil war- religion- politics
all given more oxygen than its victims.
Peace baby –
wants to stitch together old wounds
extremism-radical eyes-terrorism-fear –
gaping sores, rancid hopes, let clean air help them heal.
Peace baby –
tries to broker for change in the dust and rubble
but cherubs still cry beyond wire mesh –
gods and people are tired, and YOU are not worthy.
As it Comes 