August 5th, 1915
By Winison Jennings
(11 year old)
One year of battle and of
strife,
Of blood, of ghastly loss
of life.
So many men have gone to
war,
They come not back! their
graves lie far
In Flanders or Gallipoli.
They died to keep their
loved ones free.
And they are dead, their
duty done;
You stay and shrink, an
Empire’s son!
Come, give your best to
aid the cause,
And keep for ever Freedom’s
laws.
You waste your time ‘neath
peaceful sky
While the Hun in Poland
marches by.
Think of the freedom you
can bring
To Belgium and her hero
king.
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