Jump to content

Lest we forget


Recommended Posts

I knew a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy,
Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,
And whistled early with the lark.

In winter trenches, cowed and glum,
With crumps and lice and lack of rum,
He put a bullet through his brain.
No one spoke of him again.

You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when soldier lads march by,
Sneak home and pray you'll never know
The hell where youth and laughter go.

 

Siegfried Sassoon

 

 

IMG_1225.JPG

Edited by pesky1972
  • Like 9
  • Thanks 2
Link to post
Share on other sites

Great grandad was killed in the first month on the war along with 5000 others... Classed as missing in action at the time

He was the post master in a Northumberland village he was repaid by having his wife and seven kids kicked out onto the street and any money stopped as he was Mia

Link to post
Share on other sites

Always remember my grandmother telling me about my greatgrandfather who on returning from the battle of the some with a bad shoulder injury who was then beaten up badly by two of earlfitzwilliams gamekeepers for poaching a few rabbits some time after made me realise some things never change.Those who have fought for their country but now find themselves on the streets is one that comes to mind.

Edited by tatsblisters
  • Like 1
Link to post
Share on other sites
11 hours ago, jacknife said:

Great grandad was killed in the first month on the war along with 5000 others... Classed as missing in action at the time

He was the post master in a Northumberland village he was repaid by having his wife and seven kids kicked out onto the street and any money stopped as he was Mia

Thats my major thing with this place,ee got eastern European s,young unemployed lads,govt spending on the most insane studies,inquirys,etc,,,yet war heroes get badly treated.at least the nepali familys got some good outcome

Link to post
Share on other sites

I sympathise as much with recent war victims equally as those from the WW1 era.  That said, I remember growing up as a child in the 60's in Brum and my lovely old next door neighbour telling me how lucky she'd been to find a man to marry and have a family with, as her sister and some friends never did as there weren't many men left from her age group..Food for thought.

Link to post
Share on other sites

Join the conversation

You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.
Note: Your post will require moderator approval before it will be visible.

Guest
Reply to this topic...

×   Pasted as rich text.   Paste as plain text instead

  Only 75 emoji are allowed.

×   Your link has been automatically embedded.   Display as a link instead

×   Your previous content has been restored.   Clear editor

×   You cannot paste images directly. Upload or insert images from URL.

Loading...
  • Recently Browsing   0 members

    No registered users viewing this page.

×
×
  • Create New...