Writing Club Exercise #2
Remembrance Day Poem
Oct 22, 2013
Prompt: Describe a specific place allowing
the details to reveal why it matters. I chose
a graveyard.
Rows and rows of squared gray stones and
white crosses break up the field of green into a vast grid. Flags wave and wreaths placed ever so
carefully. There lie beneath the bones
of many men, generations lost to the clash of nations long ago. Quiet now but for the sound of the November
trumpet proclaiming their sacrifice lest we forget.
What would have been had no one stood?
Better yet, what would have been had
everyone shared?
A war machine started and fed by imbalance,
starvation and need. “Divide and
conquer. Rise up man, and take the bread
you deserve. To arms we march. They are not us,” was proclaimed from the
seats up high. “Shake a fist, drop a
bomb and plunder.”
But I cannot help but wonder what would be
if both sides had stopped to ponder the words they were being fed, had evil not
risen it’s ugly head, if we had all shared our bread, seen each other as some
one with a mother, father, sister and brother.
No living soul here now abides over this
solemn ground, yet maybe this very spot would be a farm feeding the mouths of
these men’s heirs. But that was not to
be, for there is always those with driven to take more than they are
given. And so here lie those who stood
up against the tyranny.
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