Remember them who grew not old. A poem for VE Day 2020

A tannoy sounds in the supermarket
Another in the mall,
We all stand still and upright
As we remember all.

I cannot remember,
And that goes for my son,
My grandchild can’t remember,
For he is only one

Although we can’t remember, as statues we still stand
Heads bowed and we remember the loved ones who were slain.
Although we did not know them, they weren’t our kith or kin.
We just know they went before us to a death that was insane.

Many English, German too, American, Japanese,
Australians and Indians, Canadians and Burmese.
Sent out to be slaughtered while the generals stayed behind,
Eating well and drinking tea, to casualties they were blind.

But we still bow our heads in prayer and we still remember them.
We pray for the next generation that they will not condemn.
War is for the foolish, politicians, generals, lords,
It’s not them that do the dying, they leave that to the hoards.

But war has changed since world war 2, but not for any easier,
With guided drones and cyber wars, it’s only just got sleazier.
So even though we knew them not, we still can shed a tear.
Because of their great sacrifice, we should not live in fear.

©Joseph R Mason 2020

Remembering.
Nineteen million dead in world war 1
Eighty million in world war 2

Angel of Sunshine

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It’s when you smile,

The clouds, they part.

The sun comes through

to break my heart,

I cannot live another day.

To see your face is the only way

But I surrender to this hell on earth,

That you should die while giving birth.

So now, my angel,

For that’s what you are.

The wound is deep and will leave a scar,

I swear he’ll know his whole life through,

even though he’ll not meet you,

that you his mother was always blessed

as mothers went, you were the best.

So walk beside me, angel mine.

together will three’ll be just fine.

But though your gone, you’ll not be missed.

‘Cause your still here, and in our midst.

And every time I see your smile,

the sun will shine for a little while.

©Joseph R. Mason 2020

Dancing?

Dancing couples
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I was alone,

At least I was.

But now I have company,

Not that I needed it,

Not that I ever wanted it,

Now that I have it.

When I was alone

I craved the presence of others.

Now I crave solitude

More than friendship.

Much, much more.

I was happy alone,

Alone in my thoughts,

Singular in my desires.

But now I have a friend

I do not want.

A small and clumsy man,

Who treads on my toes,

Who cramps my very being,

Who only wants to do one thing.

His name? Dan Sing.

Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – “Dancing” – April 27, 2020

©Joseph R. Mason 2020

Covid-19

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Oh, Covid-19 where’s your sting?

I’ll tell you where

I’m a killing thing.

I lurk in coughs,

I hide in sneezes,

I hang around

In old men’s wheezes.

I’m out, I’m about

I’m all around you

I can’t be seen

But I’m out to get you.

You’ll not stop me

With your brand new vaccine.

I’ll just mutate

So stay in quarantine.

Corona-virus is my name

Killing people is my game.

…..and I’m good at it!

©Joseph R. Mason 2020