David Keig

Rookie - 13 Points (1951 / UK)

One Hundred Thousand Marching

Poem by David Keig

One hundred thousand marching
One hundred thousand men
One hundred thousand heading
To a place and a time when
One hundred thousand dying
One hundred thousand cold
One hundred thousand praying
Forever young and never old
One hundred thousand lives were lost
One hundred thousand felt the pain
One hundred thousand maimed and slaughtered
And yet those armies march again.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 3, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 3, 2005