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If I ever taught poets to read the worth of knowing when in life to pretend to know what it is that makes a boy become man, the couplet rhyming died and lied, Here it is, my Ai had it for me… ---- Kipling, Common Form: If any questions why we died, Tell them, because our fathers lied. ------------- Future ever when the glory of military privilege lures the young to follow a National Pride Promotion, -another war for holy reasons to end all wars, if we win... then Common Form that one would be read, in all my classes, if If were ever mentioned, as essential. ------------ a response ---- how can I say I know ----- or think, why, I know Kipling felt shame I know I would. I have wept with men who believed such lies. If. If was written at the height of the Great Game in Kim, Jungle Book was written for the son born during the Raj whose eyesight exempted him but, he was the son If addressed, as were all his upper class mates. John died in his first ww1 combat at the age of almost 18. What son of the man who wrote If would not, confess the pressure to join the righteous push against the Huns. What laureled poet would not regret, the call to courage only faith in truth commands -we must believe the call to defend the faith stiff upper lip, keep calm, carry on taken as a lesson from a horror, drilled deep into any real warrior, real men won't miss a chance to fight... to learn the price of cowardice - who can resist such urge the charge, ours not to reason why, ours but to do, and die If you can keep your head, my son… the lie he relied -- any surviving father would not be proud, he would grieve, just walk in his shoes. War ought never be given glory nor honor, hate is man made.
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May 30, 2025
May 30, 2025 at 4:35 PM UTC
For Peace Sake
If I ever taught poets to read the worth of knowing when in life to pretend to know what it is that makes a boy become man, the couplet rhyming died and lied, Here it is, my Ai had it for me… ---- Kipling, Common Form: If any questions why we died, Tell them, because our fathers lied. ------------- Future ever when the glory of military privilege lures the young to follow a National Pride Promotion, -another war for holy reasons to end all wars, if we win... then Common Form that one would be read, in all my classes, if If were ever mentioned, as essential. ------------ a response ---- how can I say I know ----- or think, why, I know Kipling felt shame I know I would. I have wept with men who believed such lies. If. If was written at the height of the Great Game in Kim, Jungle Book was written for the son born during the Raj whose eyesight exempted him but, he was the son If addressed, as were all his upper class mates. John died in his first ww1 combat at the age of almost 18. What son of the man who wrote If would not, confess the pressure to join the righteous push against the Huns. What laureled poet would not regret, the call to courage only faith in truth commands -we must believe the call to defend the faith stiff upper lip, keep calm, carry on taken as a lesson from a horror, drilled deep into any real warrior, real men won't miss a chance to fight... to learn the price of cowardice - who can resist such urge the charge, ours not to reason why, ours but to do, and die If you can keep your head, my son… the lie he relied -- any surviving father would not be proud, he would grieve, just walk in his shoes. War ought never be given glory nor honor, hate is man made.
Truth validates poetic license, but I know Kipling regretted that his son loved IF. Teacher's tasks should not be any person's first National Duty... nor should the office of President beheld by a liar, but that's the way it is, not always, just now.
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77/M/Pine Valley CA
May 30, 2025
May 30, 2025 at 4:35 PM UTC
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