Tracy WatsonBrown

Rookie - 0 Points (1968 / Wakefield)

Last Of The Last - Poem by Tracy WatsonBrown

His name was Claude Stanley Choules.
He was a living testimony
Until today.
He saw it all
Scuppered the fable of war to end all wars,
The myth of peace.

Refused to celebrate.
Refused to remember once a year,
Preferring to remember every day
Lest he forget.

'As others passed away,
history closed in on him'
Claude Stanley- sleep restfully.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 19, 2011

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