Paul Gerard Reed


Call To Arms - Poem by Paul Gerard Reed

I am called to arms
A thousand times a day
To wage this war;
And each time I must emerge
Victorious and able to say
That I can take some more;
For in this war
There can be no defeat
And no sabre rattle;
Only success countenanced
Defeat is unacceptable
Victory speech just prattle;
Triumph is silent
And not trumpeted
No medals to pin or braid;
Winning just means living
And facing another day
Pretending to be unafraid


Comments about Call To Arms by Paul Gerard Reed

  • Lodigiana Cotts (11/15/2017 6:30:00 AM)


    Thank you so much for directing me here- an excellent workdealing with a sensitive subject- I am still coming to grips with the 'comment writing side of this site as I did comment earlier but it has not appeared so thought I ought to comment again to make sure that it appeared..well done! (Report) Reply

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  • Lodigiana Cotts (11/15/2017 6:14:00 AM)


    Thank you Paul, for directing me to this poem.. For any combatant in this private battle it will have absolutely struck a chord of recognition I am sure. Great imagery, imaginative use of language. I enjoyed this very much..a well deserved 10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, December 23, 2013


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