Poem -

The bells ~ Lest we forget

The bells ~ Lest we forget

The bells keep coming 
Keep coming keep coming 
Closer and closer to the other side 
Buzzing and buzzing in the ear of the gnat 
On the eve of war if you picture that

The bells keep coming 
Keep coming keep coming 
Closer and closer to the other side 
Chiming and chiming in the ear of the gnat 
On the eve of war should you picture that

A bell is a curve with form and shape
That giveth and taketh a life at wake 
It beckons and bellows and brushes and breaks 
The monotonous sound of silence and wakes 
A bell is a warning to all that it shakes 

The bells keep coming 
Keep coming keep coming 
Closer and closer to the other side 
Buzzing and buzzing in the ear of the gnat 
On the eve of war if you picture that

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Jai Masters

Thank you Gordon for your good thoughts

as we approach new year what wars

will erupt or continue

lest we forget  60 million dead in WW2

kind rgs Jai ;) 

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Valerie Beasley...

Jai…   Great write!  A requiem…the toll of the bell.  There will be wars and rumors of wars until that bell warns and shakes for the last time!  Well done!

val

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Jai Masters

Thanks Val; you hit the nail on 

the head ....

ouch!! War is barbaric. 

Happy new year 

Luv Jai :) 

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