TOWER HILL EDUCATIONAL FUND
War and Peace
If glory be in war;
Call to fighting cause.
Sounding trumpet, bugle blare;
Forward body, nation's duty, spirited came.
Arms and regiments, bodies dead with empty stares.
Held with spellbound stare;
Pausing, thinking, wondering, looking, hoping.
Regal dress, early morn;
Firm bodies tined in splendid form.
On fields with buttons ready - press!
Leaders, heroes, wealthy dealers;
Spurring urging, telling, convincing - right!
Just cause at dawn;
Belief, action, halt, retreat.
Life has lost its normal beat.
Horror at sights in view;
Crying, wailing, maiming, slaughter, death!
History speaks, sad regrets.
History speaks sad regrets.
Victor, vanquished, tears of fear, hearts upset.
Count the dead, write strategies won;
Planning, removing, rebuilding, stop killing!
Another wrong, and convolute;
Duty, action, questions fall
Human beings dead, lies fed - salute!
Poem by Courtenay Francis Raymond Barnett
Peace of Mind is a Worthy Treasure
Copyright © 2001 Danielle's Garden Educational Fund