Poem -
11am, 11th November
The rich do the talking,
The poor do the fighting,
In war, it was ever thus.
The rich do the bidding,
The poor do the dying,
In war, it is ever so.
The rich make the weapons,
The poor blown to smithereen,
In war, so it’s ever been.
The generals in their armchairs,
The soldiers in their trenches,
In war, nothing ever changes.
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Powerful write.
Whatever your opinion on why war and conflict happens or be you a pacifist or not this is a worthwhile read. A carefully constructed piece intended to raise debate.Â
Thank you for sharing this.
Strong write!!,..........but there have been many Generals that went into battle with their soldiers ~ even leading the charge ~ regardless though, this is a fine write.........great timing and rhythm to this.........and like Richard said definitely will raise some debate among your readers..........well done.............and Welcome to COSMO!! .............Love and Rockets!!...............T xo
ps. Sir Llangeler!!  That number 1111 ~ is incredibly powerful..........an entire international movement is based on it!! ~ thanx for that!!
Hi Llangeler,
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Congratulations Llangeler on the fb promotion for your write, you deserved it. A good read. Allstars.