POEM: Remember ...1914
The Unquiet Ground.
Remember; Ma shouting you in for tea, a beef dripping sandwich
Remember; The recruiting sergeant, weighing you up...”you sure you’re 18, lad?”
Remember; Boot camp, and the naming of parts, sister steel, strike hard!
Remember; Troop ships, where mules squealed and troopers puked, in the dark
Remember; A planet of morass whose muddy footprints, owners already gone west
Remember; scrabbling like an animal, nails snapping, digging, hiding from the iron rain
Remember; Long marches, wire, night patrols, more wire, whizzbangs and bleeding hands
Remember; An extra stripe awarded, for being the only one left
Remember; Mons, Verdun, Cambrai, Passchendaele, wasting a generation’s promise
Remember; 17 million dead, churned earth fertilised with sweat and desperation
Remember; A land unfit for heroes, no work, no food, no legs, no mind
Remember; Financiers arranging gold coins, on a polished counter, into ranks...