Indelible Guilt

Story poem

 

Indelible Guilt.

 

More scenes of devastation.

The tides of war have left behind.

A naked child wanders alone.

She does not know the ground is mined.

 

She cries for aid but there is none

There is nobody left to care.

The tides of war have come and gone.

Death and destruction everywhere.

 

The lucky ones are those who died.

Though she survived: What chance has she

A helpless infant cast aside.

To starve to death most probably.

 

She may be killed by predators.

Who see her as their lawful prey.

Obeying Mother Nature’s law

Because they know no other way.

 

Kill or be killed the age old law

Instinctively they all obey

Each and every predator

The hunter can become the prey.

 

But Man the greatest predator

Brushes Natures rules aside

His greatest skill is making war

His blood lust never satisfied.

 

What of the child? No one can say

It must remain a mystery

The memory haunts me still today

When I look back regretfully.

 

The guilt I feel is permanent

Does not abate with passing years.

Still flashbacks to that incident.

Reduce me to impotent tears.

 

That is the price that soldiers pay.

For answering their countries call.

A guilt that will not fade away

and makes no difference at all.

 

Though we recall the heroes fall.

No one records the innocent

The weakest ones go the wall

By long established precedent.

 

It seems that we will never learn

The lessons taught by history

Each generation in its turn.

Must learn experientially.

 

There are no winners in a war.

The strong survive the weak must die.

Mother Natures age old law

When demand exceeds supply.

 

Sunday, 18 December 2011

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Reviews

[Greg the Bard]

My friend have you ever noticed how animals can tell where mines are buried? They seldom go near them. Just a thought. The image you have drawn here is true to form with war. I know I''ve lived it. Now I dream it. This is one of your best ever. "The Bard"