The 14-18 WAR

by John (Mr. Whuppy)   Sep 18, 2006


Sir what time do we go over the hill
be quiet soldier keep very still
The enemy are not far away
Just half a click let's hope they stay
we will not run if they charge us
they'll scream and shout and curse and cuss
they do not know what is in store
They are brave men but we are more

But Sir we should go over that hill
surprise them whilst its quiet and still
this mud's so thick and full of blood
why must I lay here in this flood
of empty shells from the day before
when WE killed a hundred or more
Be quiet soldier the captain said
or by MY hand you will be dead

Sir who's that coming over the hill
Its one of them maybe he's Ill
he's carrying a flag of white in his hand
Sir I think I can hear a band
they are playing a carol I can can here them pray
Sir did you know it's christmas day
give me a a flag I will go and see
this man who now approaches me

Sir there are more coming over the hill
should I keep quiet and wait until
they come in range and shoot them all
look sir look Sir they are carrying a ball
They want to play soccer against us brits
instead of blowing our brains to bits
Lets open the rations and celebrate
this bloody war will have to wait

This poem Is based on history of the first world war in the trenches
when the british troops and the Germans postponed the war for one day to celebrate
Christmas and play soccer and sing carols together on the land between the trenches
called NO-Mans land ..The following day war re-commenced and the battles carried on
until finally the allies won the war in 1918

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  • 17 years ago

    by Arsalan D

    I loved this poem it is very beautifully written and every word paints a picture and I was really surprised about the postponing of the war, thats a great fact.

  • 17 years ago

    by Letty

    I loved it John!!!!!! You are a gift to me. I wish I could write as well as you.
    You deserve a poetry award of gold sir.

    Keep up the excellent work.

    Love
    Letty

  • 17 years ago

    by Twisted Heart

    Such a sad world we life in. I can't imagine celebrating a holiday on the day before you fight those you had celebrated with. So sad.

    Great poem, just the same.

  • 17 years ago

    by Nobodys Hero

    Your an excellent writter! Great job 5/5 I loved the flow of this poem and it was very well written.

  • 17 years ago

    by BlueDreams

    Oh my, john, this was great poem you penned here, telling the history....

    The soldiers were drafted and had no choice, But this did not worry the protesters, or change the tone of their voice, They had to fight..... When the soldiers had been withdrawn, On arrival home they were met with hate and scorn, The crowd said it is you we have grown to detest, So the soldier could not walk with pride with medals on his chest, It was not the soldier that should despise, The bureaucrats of the day, Are the ones that should pay, Even though it is late and overdue.

    have a great day myfriend, take care! best wishes from west, bert.

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