A lesson too late for the learning
Have I truly woken up on the ninth of May, in nineteen forty one,
Rustling reams of news; peddle war and human suffering around
Thunderous storms pelt munitions; over lives’ lived underground
Endless refugees seeking safe havens, run a desperate marathon.
Constant sabre rattling rhetoric that threatens violence and pain
Sad celebrations of victory, all for one and all for blood and tears
So little learnt from a raw tragedy of conflict in intervening years
Such unholy human sacrifice to make for the power that you gain.
A McTiernan
A lesson too late for the learning - Marking the 9th of May
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