Seumas Gallcher wrote this. You should read it.
Tell Me, John, Let Me Hear it Once
Tell me, John, let me hear it once
From beyond the grave wherein you lie.
Tell me once, that I may know
Why the Hell did you have to die?
Now that I myself am growing old
As you were not allowed to do,
When your country went to War,
Killing them, and us, and you.
Is Humanity so bereft
Of sense and sensibility?
That murder dressed as War
Is the tip of Man’s ability?
Yes, my dear, I understand
There’s times to right the wrong
When Nation pits at Nation
To prove which one is strong.
But feel each mother’s loss
The angst, the grief, the pain
It’s no use telling them,
‘Let them not have died in vain’.
For every priceless child that’s gone,
Every precious son…
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