by | Oct 17, 2016 | Poetry | 0 comments

The photo showed a football team

Of young men in their teens

Who could know what lay in store

For these few might-have-beens

They played together through that year

That led up to the war

When brave men such as these young lads

Were slaughtered by the score

What hope these smiling faces held

What fortune lay ahead?

Who knew or cared about their fate?

Who lived and who was dead?

Perhaps someone will tell the tale

Of those who did survive

And how their family filled with joy

To find their son alive


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