5 June 2011

1915



There is at my house
A drawer full of medals
My Grandfather earned them
A long time ago
Pretty ribbons colored
And dull medal pins
They were won fighting for
God, Caliph and Country
Or catching a bullet
In the first days of war

So long ago
The Great War
The War to End All Civilization
Or to Save
Or Something
(What to End? What to Save?)
And he’s gone
And so is all
He thought he was fighting for.

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