Friday, 12 November 2010

Remembrance day poem ... thing

I only just found this, I think I wrote it before the last remembrance service.
it's not really a protest piece, I just had a vision of war becoming nothing more than a sport in the hopefully distant future.


There's gas in the trench boys
There's gas on the wire
There's gas on the ground
And there's gas in the prior

Where is our lord boys?
Where has he gone?
Our lord has left us,
Should we run?

The whistle is blowing,
The charge has begun.
Those who falter,
Are easily done

Why do we fight?
Why do we stay?
Our city lies ruined
And fallen with plague

The war's never over.
The battle still goes on.
Why are we fighting?
We're fighting for fun...

As I said, it's not about protest, it's just my morbid view of the future of warfare ...

P.s I would have posted this yesterday, but my internet decided to fail on me.


  1. War is already a sport. We have all these tanks and weapons lying around, what else can we do to justify having them?

  2. I understand what you mean, it does seem that we have an awful lot of military equipment lying around, but it can be argued that we need it.

  3. is that a good oh my god or a bad one? haha :']