Page 16 - Walking Back Through Time

POEM - 'No Winners in War'
Each ruling party believed their cause to be right, Prompting seven countries of Europe to rise up in a fight. Enthusiasm and excitement for this war of insanity, Made the Continent a dark place of great calamity.
First came the upsurge of patriotic elation,
Men cheering from trains on their way to damnation.
But when our 'Champions of Liberty' waged war on the 'Hun', The lights went out in Europe for a long time to come.
Soon big guns rain down fire from east to west, Decimating the land with uncompromising zest.
Pointless battles see millions suffer death,
And shell shocked survivors gasping for breath.
Who would rise victorious from this cauldron of madness, Halt tolling bells from their mournful sadness.
Both sides face defeat with a generation lost,
Because No one envisaged this great war at such cost.
Ultimately, death to old Europe is the final result, Who will modernise, rebuild it, and who is at fault. Emotions were mixed over who was to blame,
As war to the elite seemed little more than a game.
A moment of madness lit the touch fuse to war, Belgium first subjugated breaking peace treaty law; Then France sacked and ruined in a 4 year assault, Until finally a railway carriage brought war to a halt.
Now Autumn guns fall silent across the land, Their deadly action powerless without command. Soon, trees will grow tall again in wooded glades, And poppies bright red to mark fallen comrades.