R.I.P (pages) - Of War and Peace

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Many years ago, I was caught in a military conflict, in which I received an injury. As I lay in my hospital bed, I had time to think things through, and like many before me, I realized that love & peace where much healthier philosophies than war and strife. This poem originated from that soul searching time.


I sat in a field where a small stream flowed by
I lay down to rest, my head to the sky
I dreamt I was riding in a chariot of light,
Angels were singing in my vision so bright

I saw the world peaceful and the sky was so clear
God looked down smiling and washed away all my fears
I dreamt of my homeland, my children, my wife
All of the good things I remembered in life
If this is heaven I hope it won't end
if it's a dream my heart will not mend

I awoke in my green field to the sound of a shell
My vision was gone I was back in my hell
I'm here in this strange land I'm fighting a war
There's death and destruction
But why? And what for?

Poets of the 1st World War

The First World War produced an extraordinary flowering of poetic talent, from poets whose words commemorate the conflict as enduringly as monuments in stone. Their poems have come to express the feelings of a nation about the horrors and aftermath of war. This new anthology provides a definitive record of the achievements of the Great War poets.

Oxford Book of War Poetry

There can be no area of human experience that has generated a wider range of powerful feelings than war. Jon Stallworthy's classic and celebrated anthology spans centuries of human experience of war, from Homer's Iliad, through the First and Second World Wars, the Vietnam War, and the wars fought since.