War And Peace - Ww1 - The Great Silence Poem by Paul Warren

The guns fell silent those years ago
The Great War ended and the blood flow
The ones who were left went back home
With most of them not wanting to further roam

There was a search for a meaning to it all
And the millions who died and soldiers to fall
In these years the ordinary people wanted the tears to stem
And so The Great Silence was made to honour them

So at 11 o'clock on the 11th of November the hour was chimed
The world stood still with tears in their eyes for kin and kind
It was the only way that the ordinary people and those titled
Could stand together comforting each other in grief unpretended.

© Paul Warren Poetry