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A very moving poem by Seumas Gallacher 

AN UNKNOWN SOLDIER’S WISH

I’d die a million times on Earth

And my soul would lie at ease,

If, on Flanders Field my death

Should result in worldwide peace. 

A hundred years ago today

At Passchendaele I bled.

A shell blast blew my lungs away

And left me lying dead.

All around the corpses fell

As thousands died that day.

We lay for weeks on grassy dell,

No-one took my corpse away.

When the guns grew still

The graveyard porters came

To fetch us from that rill,

Too late to tag me by my name.

They did their best, it must be said

My dignity to save.

Then lowered me to my resting bed,

In an Unknown Soldier’s grave.

A century has passed since then,

The hour my life was given

To give the world peace again?

Yet still with strife is riven.

A hundred years of wars

Has followed since those days.

Humanity bears a million scars,

Regardless how it prays.

I’d die a million times on Earth

And my soul would lie at ease,

If, on Flanders Field my death

Should result in worldwide peace.

 

Seumas Gallacher

November 2017

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