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Apr 2017
WWI
For a moment I fall back, and rewind
But a child and mother’s waiting ill in bed
Return to her warmth shall I?
“I made you socks and underwear”
All the trouble she has went through
Labor and torments to make a gift.
A gift that on the front won’t comfort much
Except bring back the pain in the heart.
Snapping back to reality cold and ****** fields
Endless death without hate
Sounds of explosion, bullets and grenades
Yet it is so quiet, Like wild beast you seem deaf
Relying on instinct for survival, losing emotion you slay
Enemies become ideas, no longer human
Sacrificing civilisations and destroying Geography
Still sleepless hours, blinded and helpless in muddy trenches
Fresh air fills my lungs suffocating and choking me
Ten thousand pains sting with electric iron wire
Rats for food on the front
Yes like beast we forget common sense
Until you come face to face with a half dead opponent
“You are a man like me”
He has a wife and fellowship
He has a mother waiting in agony
They too fear death and long survival
Yet by then it’s too late the crime has been committed
We act aimlessly like obedient sheep
We fall for the lies they feed
“Fight for freedome! Fight for your country! Fight for your people!
This was inspired by "All Quiet on the Western Front" novel by Erich Maria Remarque
Caitlin Mcguire
Written by
Caitlin Mcguire  18/F/France
(18/F/France)   
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   Ryan Holden
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