Visit to The Somme

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A message from Tommy! Thanks for visiting me on The Somme, Where those in charge just got it wrong! All for payment of a shilling, Don’t get me wrong though… I was willing! ‘Steady lads’ – the Captain said, A moment later – we lay dead! Over the top.. what did we gain? A debt of honour with no shame. Silence since that awful day, Here amid the shells and clay. Dreams were shattered, As bones got scattered! Known as ‘missing’.. I’m not lost. I’m still here.. but what a cost! Peace remains mongst craters bold, Birds are singing.. o’er buttercups gold. Pause sometimes and think of me... When you go home across the sea!
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  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    very good John My partner and i was at the Somme last year for a week for anyone who has not been there and is interested in that type of Holiday it was very good hope to go back sometime if things go well.

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    very good

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Well done John !   Keep smiling !

    cya soon m8!

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    FormerMember

    The Somme

    The lost generation of youth climbed out of their “comforting” trench

    Into a barrage of flying lead never ever seen before

    And General Rawlinson, four miles away

    Mused whether to deploy his cavalry

    To add equines to homo-sapien slaughter.

    The weather was fine – it was July after all

    As the lost generation took the signal to advance

    The war of attrition lasted many many months

    The war of attrition took many many lives

    At a very reasonable cost of only eighty eight thousand men per mile of advance.

    Eighty eight thousand husbands, fathers and sons

    Walked a mile for their country

    And eighty eight thousand more

    Took on the second mile

    As the brave general watched from three hundred and fifty two thousand dead away

    The record slaughter of one hundred and fifty eight thousand in two hours

    Has never been broken in “conventional” warfare

    And neither was the good General who afterwards marched proudly

    Into Russia to slaughter the Bolsheviks and then on

    To India to end his days in peace while his military dreams ended in pieces