“In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row”
Yet t’is not far as that to roam
To find a Fallen Friend at Home,
Lie buried beneath Red and White
Not from a fair nor raging fight.
He lies so still because a foe
With swift gunfire brought him so low.
They were “the Dead. Short days ago”
Who “lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow”
And now another’s solemn sleep
Joins brave ones there in History’s keep.
He stood so brave by monument
He was one loyal, eager sent,
To guard the Unknown Soldier there,
With courage bold, and heartfelt care.
But now as past, unfolded here,
We as a nation wept in fear,
That someone innocent and good,
Could lose his life right where he stood.
And still another in his car
Was run off road, a nation’s scar
To see how easy one can take
An evil act, a life to break.
“Take up our quarrel with the foe
To you from failing hands we throw”
But who can bear the weight of such
When loss strikes home, we lose so much.
So finally to those asleep
To those who fight in horror deep,
Please know that Torch we hold so high,
Cannot burn out, nor dim in sky.
We pray, we hope, we stand firm strong,
We don’t forget, we love ours long,
We bravely mark with flag half mast
The fallen now, and those of past.
For Evil will not have its way
And wipe us out, or rule the day,
We will believe unbroken true
Our spirit wages on with You.
Paula Antonello Moore, Poetry. Copyright: Tuesday, November 11, 2014
A Remembrance Day tribute to Warrant Officer Patrice Vincent and Cpl. Nathan Cirillo of the Canadian Military who were both killed tragically on home soil the week of October 20, 2014 in Quebec and Ontario, Canada and all soldiers of War and their loved ones.
Photo Credit: The National War Memorial, Ottawa, Canada, Sara Hamil
Excerpts: In Flanders Fields by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae.