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War, what is it good for?

I am at loss today for what to write about Remembrance Day. With two tragic wars currently being fought, I ask the question “have we not learned?” Wars accomplish little but their impact is great. Wilfred Owen wrote this poem in 1917 while recovering from injuries and trauma. I think it says it all:

What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
— Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells;
Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,—
The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;
And bugles calling for them from sad shires.

What candles may be held to speed them all?
Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes
Shall shine the holy glimmers of goodbyes.
The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall;
Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds,
And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.

After that I don’t have the heart to suggest you go shopping, but I’ll leave you with some nice pictures. ?

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