! Memorial Poem by Linda Ori
! Memorial
How perfectly they stand aligned
In geometric form designed
To please the eye, but not the mind -
So many side by side;
White crosses standing in a row
Some are strangers, some we know
And every year the numbers grow -
A sad memorial;
Each with a story of its own
A life, a death, a soul unknown
Struck down before the boy was grown -
A life cut short, unlived;
'Protect your country' was the call
And in the end each gave his all
But did this nation watch them fall?
On foreign soil they lay;
Surrounded by their friends and foes
The grisly details no one knows
On family faces sorrow shows -
And still the scene replays;
Shall peace forever be a dream?
These tortured souls forever scream
And does God hear their cries, it seems
They fall upon deaf ears;
And so the annual ritual plays
While 'neath the ground each body lays
In every town's Memorial Day
We honor those we've lost;
And though we give them due respect
The seeds of war shall yet infect
Unless we choose to interject
A prayer for all mankind;
That war and killing now must end
Our thoughts of love must now transcend
Let each man call each man his friend..........
On this Memorial Day.
5/24/2008
Linda this is you at your poetic best. You take an ethically weighted subject and use a little irony and a whole lot of poetic craft to present in such a way as to affect change in your reader's consciousness. A moving, beautifully written tribute to those who gave their lives when all they wanted was a bit of adventure. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
A crisp, finely penned, tribute to our brave freedom fighters...and as Allie, said, & i must concur...this is most definitely Midnight Poetics at its' finest fabric! Midnight...just want to let you know...someone must be at the random hack-attack again on this site, as i left you a detailed comment on this poem, the day you posted it....and after reading your message, it would not surprise me to find that mine was not the only comment that disappeared from this fine effort of yours.In fact, & i could be wrong, but when i left my comment on 05/25, i could have sworn i saw at least 4 comments before i began to write mine.Last week more than 3 dozen of my ''Comments About The Poet' mysteriously disappeared. AND BOTTOM LINE...? THIS IS WHY THIS SITE IS RAPIDLY WANING DOWN TO ITS' LAST LIFELINE...AND NOT BECAUSE THE FOREMENTIONED PROBLEMS MANIFESTED....BUT BECAUSE THERE APPEARS TO BE NO INTENTION OF RESOLVING THEM. ~ FjR ~ ..2008..
Linda, you have written a wonderfully penned piece..with an effortless flow. The wars have left this world of ours in tatters, nothing will ever come from them but sorrow.....one day the powers will learn.....'10' best dishes Jon
A sentiment that dips into a man’s heart...even more so for some of us who have kissed the cold white stone in gracious appreciation that it is not I, but should have been. Bless you!
This is excellent. It says so much and says it so well. I will save it as a favorite and it is a 10.
A powerfully moving tribute to the fallen, and persuasive lamenting of the brutality and senselessness of war... Will there ever be an end to it? Probably not while humans live... and a very fine example of your poetic abilities.. the rhyme structure adds poignancy to the 4th line of each verse. xxx
i love it i think that u don`t mean war while saying it but u mean love itself don`t u?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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'And every year the numbers grow '...feel the gravity brought out in this line...the curse of war on young lives...what for these blooming lives are cut short? A poem that should shake the universal mind off...ten votes to this call.