Poppies in the spring

How many sappers and sergeants, corporals and gunners will it take?
Family snaps
Brave young men, strong and competent, fatal maelstrom.
The love of a life, the best possible mate, the irreplaceable son.
Wife and children. Who tells them now and later?
Who tells the children later that it was all worthwhile?
Unwinnable; more like unfathomable
strange alien country
where ‘the fighting season’ flourishes with the poppies in the spring.

The instigators have said ‘enough!’
Oh they can afford the bodies
but not the body bags.. fiscal responsibility now, trillions in debt.

How many more gunners and corporals, sappers and sergeants?
There’ll be no march, no protest.
We don’t have marching in us, unless
of course
penalty rates are threatened.
No, the tragic vignettes will continue and we will become anesthetised.
It won’t stop
until the politicians funeral attendances dwindle,
‘til the evening news footage of their sombre front row duty
ends.

Poppies in the spring

Rex Inkpen

Joined January 2009

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