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11 November, 2011

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

–John McCrae

5 Comments leave one →
  1. a wandering nobody permalink
    11 November, 2011 11:14 pm

    I would rather the dead sleep uneasily than send more to join their party.

    • 12 November, 2011 3:05 pm


      But for some reason, I felt more like McCrae yesterday than Owen, which is my usual post.

      Perhaps because the conversations I’ve had lately with vets, and the veterans joining in with OWS, all point out that they fight for the freedoms in the Constitution.

      Obviously, that isn’t true in many, many cases. But that is why many of them join up. And that is what our governments say to us.

      When we send men and women off to fight for anything other than the actual defense of ourselves or others, when we allow our governments to curtail our rights at home under the guise of ‘defending our troops’, we are breaking faith with the dead — and the living.

  2. 12 November, 2011 1:51 am

    Thank you. Why is that the historians are the only ones who remember?


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