In the year six hundred eighty four
Another useless forgotten war;
No golden silver for the whore
Killing time called begging more.

In forest deep, God has no ear
Bloody blades slay sans fear;
Mother holds her child dear
No dead names remembered here.

In night's river, bodies swell
When asked why, none will tell;
In sunlight air, rot's stinking smell
Mankind's future passed to hell.

How cruel the innocent sun
To spare the life of not even one;
In pyrrhic victory the day is won
But in the morn does sorrow come.


Floating above the battlefield cry
Instrumented angels in the sky
Record the screams of those who die
To give voice a thousand years nigh.

King weeps on accustomed throne
Desperate yet to remain unknown;
Never dare speak words his own,
Illusion be the devil's bone.

Dark world shuns the shining light
Trusting deeds plotted in blind night;
Dreamless men struggling fright
Running from Love's piercing sight.

No written parchment of this day
Blood downstream slips away;
Wrestling devils fuel the fray
Till end of time be it this way





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Comment by cheshyre on September 21, 2017 at 10:45am

Reworked.

Comment by Boanerges on September 21, 2017 at 2:56pm

Video's not available to me, alas. Still, nicely wrought poetry. Interesting to note those dastardly armed "antifa" men landing on (I assume) Normandy beaches. But hey -- both sides were bad, am I right?

Comment by cheshyre on September 21, 2017 at 3:21pm

Thanks, Boanerges, Did you know it's my secret goal to rewrite "Seven Pillars" with correct punctuation for greater clarity and to fix the typos and missing words?

I'm not assessing blame here only that we "won" WWII to then later be falling from within. Abrogation of war is the first step in survival and we've yet to take it. The Zep song is what initially inspired me.

Comment by Boanerges on September 22, 2017 at 6:46am

Re-read "Seven Pillars" last year, along with "The Mint" for the umpteenth time. Both remain exceptional (even with the caveats you make). And thanks for picking up on the origin of my username -- most don't have a clue.

Much of the shiatstorm in the Mideast today is directly related to the First War powers ignoring TE and the Arab Revolt at the Paris "Peace" Conference in 1919. But I digress. I've seen so much of what's happening now occur in the past. My favourite song about history repeating itself is "Merry Little Minuet" by the Kingston Trio.

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