Cenotaph Poem by David Wood
Cenotaph
In a foreign war grave
The gallant lay side by side
They did not wish to die
In the first flush of youth
Death claimed them
And many mothers wept
Now only a name on a village
Cenotaph gently fading
As the years pass by
It matters not the passage of time
But that we always remember
And ask ourselves, why?
Fully agree, that is the message of war. A message never to repeat it again.
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4/25/2024 11:48:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Unfortunately, it gets repeated over and over again.