Another cup of coffee

photo credits google images

Death was back in Starbucks again drinking coffee he had sent out invites but as yet there no sign of the other three.

Like last time he had made his mark  people lolled back in their chairs and the sky was strangely dark.

He finished his coffee, it was his second cup he looked at clock and decided his wait to give up. He knew his friends were tardy but enough was enough and he had plenty to do collecting the dead and some other stuff!

He rose from his seat and made for the door, leaving a trail of black coffee on the floor.”Damn” he remarked looking down at his feet “This Columbian coffee goes right through me now” Off he stomped with wet dirty feet!

Pestilence,War and Famine  were out somewhere having fun, too busy to join him , forgetting that he’s number one!  Behind him the cleaner followed with a mop , turning to see him, death flashed him his smile , the man fell with a plop! Scooping him up as he went on his way mumbling to himself the start of another bloody day!

photo credits google images

photo credits telegraph.com

 

 

He did not need the others he was the boss, what ever they caused he picked up the loss. So if you see  him keep on his right side don’t offer him Columbian coffee you might hurt his pride!

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This poem is a follow on to “Is It Really To Late ” which can be read here

 

 

Gallipoli Poetry Challenge #7 30/09/2012

I did not post my poetry challenge last week as I could not get to my computer. I am finding myself saddened more and more by the futility of war of the unwillingness of man to learn and grow. I honestly feel that more I am learning (and believe me I am learning)  my heart is bleeding at the idiocy of it all.
Sometimes a picture or a video says more than any words .

photo credits google images

Those heroes that shed their blood and lost their lives…
            you are now lying in the soil of a friendly country.
          Therefore rest in peace.
          There is no difference between the Johnnies and the Mehmets
          to us where they lie side by side here in this country of ours..
         You, the mothers, who sent their sons from far away countries
         wipe away your tears; your sons are now lying in our bosom and are in             peace
         After having lost their lives on this land they have become our sons as well.
        — Atatürk 1934
Please take a moment to read  the information below  the deaths the injuries incurred during  just one campaign in ‘ THE WAR TO END ALL WARS’ at Gallopoli WW1.
Sadly that war did not end war, WW2 followed by countless other and our troops whether they be involved under their own flag or that of their own flag accompanied  by the blue of the UN still continue.
Gallipoli casualties
Source: Australian Department of Veterans’ Affairs
Dead Wounded Total
Total Allies 44,092 96,937 141,029
– United Kingdom [40] 43,000 76,696 119,696
– France (estimated) 10,000 17,000 27,000
– Australia[5] 8,709 19,441 28,150
– New Zealand[5] 2,721 4,752 7,473
– British India 1,358 3,421 4,779
– Newfoundland 49 93 142
Ottoman empire (estimated) 86,692 164,617 251,309
Total (both sides) 130,784 261,554 392,338

Poetry Challenge #7 is to create a journal of links and your reactions to poems by established (living or dead poets.) Details are here.  Example response is here. Mr. Linky for Challenge #7 is directly below

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