NaMoWriPo – A to Z Challenge (B) – April 2, 2016

Blessings boisterous boy
Beaming broadly, blessings!
Bounding brave bold boyo
Bound bravely battle-wards;
Bold, brazen and buoyant
Bewondered by blarney
(Betrayed by balderdash)
Bravely bound battle-wards …
Babbling bold benighted blandishments,
Before being butchered
By bedevilled bombs.

© G.s.k. ‘16

I would there be some sweet blessing
That I could grace upon you now,
Though you disregard affection
And fly off wantonly into battle’s arms,
Not knowing all men’s truths,
You just heed banal propaganda –
Promulgations made by withered men
Without memory of light or love –
They bless you with their blandishments
Beseeching your supreme sacrifice
As they sit inside their bunkers safe
Far from the battle’s fumes.

Ah the stupidity of youthful
Fascination with blood and honour!
Ignorant of history
And the tons of youthful cannon fodder –
Pages – no full volumes filled
With lists of nameless boys,
Turned to meat and mud …
And what has it ever changed,
Their supreme sacrifice,
Except to make some old jerk
More powerful …
Who then in turn must die …
And ’round and ’round the old game goes
For all of endless time.

© G.s.k. ‘16

B is for Blessings, Breathing and Being

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