Fay Slimm

Rookie - 12 Points (Ageless. / in Cornwall U.K.)

Fearful the Heritage.

So many still falling, victims to hate.
Are wars meant to cease before it's too late?

Bodies in bags arrive, heavy with grief.
Boys dressed as men, never find war relief.

Bombs cannot be answers, for hurt or pain.
How much blood needs to spill to make it plain?

Wartime's young poets described scenes of hell.
Their verses remembered only too well.

Brave folk abound, and our heads to them bow.
But what will such trauma to our young endow?

Fearful the heritage, costly the price
If love loses out to futile advice.

To wage war still shows no pity at all.
But merely a future heading for fall.

Only peaceful goodwill, if seen to remain,
Will ensure the fallen have not died in vain.

Submitted: Saturday, November 07, 2009
Edited: Wednesday, November 25, 2009


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  • Rookie Alison Cassidy (11/21/2009 5:55:00 PM)

    The rhyming couplet format works very well to enrich this poem about the futility of war and it's far-reaching effects on all those who are touched by it. And you're right, it is fear that underpins all war. Fear of 'other', fear of 'loss'. Ironic, that 'loss' is the inevitable consequence of war. The circularity of it all astounds - as does this fine poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,087 Points David Harris (11/7/2009 3:54:00 PM)

    Fay, I hate wars because of all the grief they cause on both side and in the end as the death tolls rise no one ever wins, but all lose because of their young whom have died. Top marks for this sensitive and heart reaching poem my friend.
    Hugs David (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Bob Gibson (11/7/2009 2:45:00 PM)

    The heritage! a piece of bright ribbon tied to some gold
    replaces a father, who will never grow old
    pictures on walls, of men in uniform stare
    into the eyes of the young, who will never be there (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sandra Martyres (11/7/2009 11:34:00 AM)

    A very touching piece Fay, the arrival of every bodybag just brings more hurt, anger and pain...are these young boys losing their lives in vain and will there be an end to the useless wars? The last stanza is very relevant... (Report) Reply

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