Remember Me On Remembrance Day Poem by Denis Martindale

And can it be, this day has come,
Recalled by that selective some,
Who still survive what came to be,
For folks like those and folks like me?
And can it be, of good report,
For stand-still pose and silent thought,
Reflecting on such misery,
For folks like those and folks like me?
And can it be, a poppy worn,
That heals each broken heart forlorn,
Or offers succour, biscuits, tea,
For folks like those and folks like me?
And can it be a thing to change
From future wars to rearrange,
For years of peace and harmony,
For folks like those and folks like me?
Or is this day a time for tears,
To mark the sacrifice of years,
Unlived by soldiers, passed away,
Recalled on this Remembrance Day?
Yet I'll stand still in silent thought,
Upon this day, with memories caught,
Wars' price of freedom wasn't free,
For folks like those and folks like me...
Until Christ comes and rules this Earth,
Man thinks each life of little worth,
How else can wars appear to be,
For folks like those and folks like me?
Life's still a precious, dainty thing,
For prince, or pauper, queen, or king,
A gift from God for all to see,
For folks like those and folks like me...


Denis Martindale

A poem written for The Poppy Appeal.