Remembrance Day
T Tom Billsborough
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Remembrance forms
In mouths of poppies
In Youth's dark blossoming wounds
In strobe light postures
Of the newly dead who fall
Defending dying cultures;
Or, wounded, fall and drown
In shell-holes' false shelters.
Whilst those who did survive
Must feel remorse for their survival.
The cycle must resume tomorrow
Disturb the earth and poppies grow
In Flanders' fields of sorrow.
This we must remember.
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