Sunday, 11 November 2007

Sunday Scribblings

A memorial in Kabul dedicated to the British Officers and Soldiers,
who gave their lives in the Afghan Wars of the 19th and 20th Century.



Remembrance Day Parade

Where are ye going to my bonnie laddie?
Where are you going to my bonnie, brave boy?
Acht, Mammy! Dinnae fash now! Can ye no’ see?
I’m away to join the army a soldier to be.

Oh no son! Dae ye no read the paper? Dae ye no see the news?
Our laddies die daily, I dinnae want it tae be you.
Aye Mammy I ken that, but I cannae stay here
Not while ma pals fight with terror and fear.

So I’ll put on a helmet, and shoulder my gun
march left, right, under the harsh Afghan sun
Two minutes to remember, those here before
and new fields of poppies under RPG roar.


The Afghan Poppy Fields

(photo credits: Guardian and MOD)

6 comments:

gautami tripathy said...

I am kind of wordless. A very beautiful tribute...

Herb Urban said...

Very moving tribute. Tomorrow is Veterans Day in the states. Sadly, must folks treat it as a day off work, or a reason to go shopping to take advantage of furniture sales. A new report came out yesterday I believe that said one quarter of all veterans in the U.S. are homeless. I think we need to trying thinking about them, and all the sacrifices they have made, more than just one day out of the year. Sorry to jump on my little soapbox, but your poem moved on.

Jo said...

This is fabulous.....I love how the Scottish accent makes it all the more alive.

tumblewords said...

Lovely post! It is a moving tribute for sure...And the right time to post it...

Ice said...

Lesley,
The perfect take on the perfect day to remember!
rel

Redness said...

A Wonderful post, beautiful! Armistice Day ... 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month, as the poppies still sway! I've tagged you if you don't mind!