7.30 am July 1st 1916 Battle of the Somme

Today  is  the  100yr  anniversary  of  the Battle  of  the Somme. Read  here Please

At 7.30am   I sat in my  kitchen in  silence  and  observed the  two minute  silence  in  reverence  for  all  the English,  French   and  German  soldiers  who  died in  not only  that  battle   but  in  that  war…To  end  all  wars , but  also  the those  who  died  in  the  next  war  and  the  next  and  so on! From  all the  countries  in  the  world.

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Death, Desolation, Destruction!

Men taught hate men taught to wait til death comes to claim them 

Stink, Stench Smell

Bodies sinking in the mud tell their own story.

Is this man’s best glory.

Drench, Damp Dripping

Their guns are filthy,bullets all spent . They all gave up hoping.

Boom,Bang Whistle, 

They no longer hear they no longer fear the hair on their necks no longer bristle.

Dead all dead and left to rot .

This was the war to end all wars ……….. How soon we all forgot

Nothing has changed in the theater of war they are battling still, on the fringe they know the score.

Shout , Scream Squeal they will still advance they have lost the ability to feel.

No longer human their souls are worn out and why are they out there? Can you answer beyond any doubt.

Fight for your sight fight freedom for all ..as if that day will ever dawn wait to hear the cock call!

Death, Desolation, Destruction!

Men taught hate men taught to wait til death comes to claim them.

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On the first day of the 141-day campaign, July 1 1916, was and still is the deadliest day in the history of the British Army. Almost 20,000 British Empire soldiers lost their lives in just 24 hours.

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Poem written  by  me

Madness by  the world

LEST WE FORGET!

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13 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. summertime75
    Jul 01, 2016 @ 08:21:24

    Reblogged this on Grumpy old fart!!!.

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  2. meticulousmick
    Jul 01, 2016 @ 09:25:54

    Thanks for the reference Willow. Just appreciated the Blackadder clip one more time. Madness as they say….MM🍀

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  3. jan
    Jul 01, 2016 @ 17:33:05

    What a sad day. Great poem Willow. Loved the video.

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  4. Let's CUT the Crap!
    Jul 01, 2016 @ 17:38:16

    Wow. Willow. This must be one of your BEST writing. Well done! ⭐ ⭐ ⭐

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  5. Paul
    Jul 02, 2016 @ 08:33:59

    Well done Willow. I fitting tribute to those who fought for our freedom – may they rest with the Lord. Excellent poem. We tend to glorify and sanitize war – but those battles were horrific. Here in Ottawa we have the National War Museum and the first time I visited,they had recreated a complete battlefield in Passchendaele. The visitors walked on a wooden walkway through the remains after the battle. It was earth shattering. The corpses and rats and not a living thing left – not even a tree or blade of grass. The huge bomb craters and the stench and every square inch was mud churned up by explosions and horses (some lying dead)and men – they had warnings before the exhibit that it was for adults.

    Well done Willow.

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    • willowdot21
      Jul 02, 2016 @ 09:16:08

      Thank you Paul I put a lot of thought into this post. I did cry during the two minutes silence. The exhibition you visited sounds excellent. Sadly the money making war munger’s have no hearts or souls. God bless all those who are gone because of war and all those who will be lost to war .

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  6. Lynz Real Cooking
    Jul 02, 2016 @ 13:44:44

    So powerful!!

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  7. Opinionated Man
    Jul 06, 2016 @ 03:05:55

    That picture inspires me Willow!

    Reply

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