Call To Arms. Poem by guy lipmore

Call To Arms.



Caught up in the tide,
Of national pride.
Marching away as men and boys,
Amidst the flag waving, cries and noise.
Full of excitement, yet fears,
Behind restrained tears.
On course for another war,
Who knows what the future has in store?

26/06/92

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I had written this after watching the troops leave for Falklands war in 1982
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