Remembrance Day 2005
¶ 1
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The poppies proliferate
as did the bullet holes
with glutinous blood, seeping
and the inescapable
draining of life
that still, sees us weeping
¶ 2
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We usually wear the poppies
with pride, to our matches
This year though
‘midst media mania
and red top madness
we’ll wear them
while watching England v Argentina –
a more modern war
a more recent memory
but ever still, that same unrelenting sadness
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