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Fall

The Great War was autumn's rights proclaimed
Young spirits rise and fall again
The maelstrom of the swirling wind
The grey of grief hides unashamed
To blow all summers entrenched displayed
To rustle now if memory fails
Their golden youth t'ward  sodden earth
The saplings broken in the gales sharp teeth
Wrap your scarf, button your coat
the draught of war the fall denotes
cannon fodder its short lived futility
leaves its scars now the memorials permanency  
Written by slipalong
Published | Edited 23rd Oct 2018
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