ramblings and things
19th November 19th, 1916
One hundred years ago
Did the day dawn with relief
As they sat in their trenches:
Was it mixed with angst and grief.
After one hundred and forty one days
Did the battle suddenly end
Was there a strange silence
To be greeted as a friend.
Did the Tommies even know
The conflict was finished
Was their despair
In any way diminished.
Did the battle abruptly stop
Or did it slowly peter out
In the end did anybody really
Know what it was all about
Was there an air of resignation
Did they have a day of rest
Or did they just accept
The coming day's test.
One million dead
Counting on both sides
But death in battle
Doesn't really take sides.
All that pain and suffering
Every single Somme day:
The result was indecisive
Or so the Historians say
Just a single battle
In that futile Great War
Which just carried on for nearly
Two years and many deaths more.
November 19th, 1916