This Eleventh Day.

On this eleventh day of the eleventh month I’ve seen many blogs talking of the poppies and of the fallen during all the wars from WWI onwards.
The red poppy is a poignant symbol of the men and women who have fallen in the cause of freedom chosen because the Flanders fields were covered with poppies in the First World War.
In later times the white poppy became significant to some. Not because they didn’t respect nor dis-remember those who gave their lives to a cause, a country but because they also wanted to get people thinking about stopping wars like these again, about having peace.

My grandfathers both served in WWI, my parents both served in WWII. I have served in the RAF as did my brother while my sister served in the Army. We would all have fought had we been asked to. My nephew was serving in the Welsh Fusiliers when they were called to the Falkland Islands and he also did duty elsewhere where losing friends traumatised him though he carried on.                                                                                            If we have more wars there’s a chance that my younger nephews could be called upon to fight or even my grandson. I don’t want to take that risk and would rather leave them with a world almost totally at peace. To  that end I ask as I have so many times before that we consider bringing our sons and daughters home from war zones to where they belong. That we start to respect and enjoy the differences between us instead of fearing them and find ourselves open to the idea of giving and accepting hugs with those we formerly thought of as enemies.

Some regimes are brutal and while we can help refugees we cannot count ourselves the world police and get involved in every conflict. Nor can we create conflict merely to gain the oil production of some states. There must be change but that change must come from within. Brutal regimes must be ousted by those who are oppressed by them. Change must be wrought so that these places can be run in the way the people choose which may not be our way. And if they choose that we must accept it. We owe it to ourselves and our descendants to leave them with peace.

I want to leave you with two poems which focus our attention to the day but which I hop will give you pause to think we don’t want to repeat the past in this way.

For the Fallen by Laurence Binyon.

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England’s foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

In Flanders Fields

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.

by John McCrae (1872-1918)

Hugs to you all whoever you are and whatever your beliefs.

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Retired Local Government Officer who started to write at age 60 and hasn't looked back. Writes a humorous diary on the life of a member of the gentry.......and the village he lives in with his sadistic early morning alarm cat Oscar and his wife the formidable Lady J.
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15 Responses to This Eleventh Day.

  1. Very well said, David. Let us keep hope in our hearts.

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    • davidprosser says:

      I suppose that’s all we have since the politicians decide who were going to kill next with little thought about how many of our own we lose. I don’t see peace as a difficult concept to grasp but then I don’t have oil wells filling my thoughts and nor do I manufacture and sell weapons.
      xxx Gigantic Hugs Sarah xxx

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  2. Laine Anne Jensen says:

    This is a wonderful write, David. I always have such difficulty writing on this topic. I’m torn between respect for those who served to preserve humanity, and the destruction to humanity war brings in it self. You did a great job. Hugs and 🙂 🙂 🙂 Peace, Laine

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    • davidprosser says:

      Thanks so much Laine. I have huge respect for those who have served and done their duty whether I agree with the object of their service or not. I also have great love and respect for those to come whom deserve a better chance of life than some have had.We can keep a standing army, navy, air force for National defence but lets not deploy them to kill for no better reason than a supposed need for someone else’s oil. For every person killed by friendly fire abroad in recent conflicts we made more enemies to join with the forces of evil like ISIS. If we want to get rid of them we must stop sending them converts.
      xxx Peace and Huge Hugs xxx

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      • Laine Anne Jensen says:

        I agree, David. Are families aren’t made to be sacrificed on an alter of oil (or anything) for the profit of the powers that be. I wonder how many lives have been lost to the propaganda machine. Vietnam taught me to ask that question. Thanks for the thought provoking conversation. Peace and Hugs 🙂

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  3. To peace, my friend. Mega hugs! ⭐ ❤

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  4. olganm says:

    Thanks, David. If only the Buthidars philosophy was adopted, I’m sure good-will would reign. May we live the world much better than we found it. To peace.

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  5. I don’t understand why people think those of us who desire peace are disrespecting the military. Who of us, certainly at our age, has not had family members serving in both world wars, and as you say subsequent ones?

    Such a thoughtful and heartfelt post. I too posted Binyons poem in its entirety. It’s not my fave but I thought I would leave Owen alone for once!

    I wish David, I really do. Yours is now the third post I’ve read expressing similar sentiments. Not enough. But, better than none.

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    • davidprosser says:

      Few of us would have escaped losing family in one or other of the wars. Even if we had, we could not escape the pain and devastation of those left behind. No mother wants to send her son off to war, no parent wants to receive the telegram announcing a death.

      Given that, why are we still allowing the Government to send our children off to die in wars which don’t or at least shouldn’t, involve us? Politicians should note that Blair didn’t stay in power long after it was found the Iraq arguments were fraudulent. He should have been tried as a war criminal. Next time,the politician may be.People in the UK are turning against these wars and hopefully all wars.

      Maybe more people will take note of the blogs Kate and realise we are making the weapons manufacturers rich as they sell to all sides. We gain nothing but more enemies. It’s time for a genuine peace where we help one another reconstruct instead of destroying.
      xxx Sending Massive Hugs xxx

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  6. Good piece, David. I agree that we should be willing to fight if necessary, as in WWII, but I don’t agree with unnecessary wars. The citizens of a country should defend their own country from agression if possible.That’s why we keep a standing army. Giving advice and supporting is different. — Suzanne

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