Eleven Eleven Eleven

by Lou Marin

Eerily the silence rolled across fields
Left decimated and ravaged by war.
Eleven a.m. on the 11th of November
Victor and vanquished lay down arms,
Eternally promising to never again fight.
News of the Great War’s ending caused elation.

Every generation has their own war
Learned men say as they march on.
Europe, Asia, Russia, China, Japan, America
Vowed to keep peace while sharpening
Endless swords and polishing numerous bayonet.
Ninety years of struggle since that November morning.

Election days come and go, with new speeches
Listened to. “I will reduce troops and make peace
Everywhere around the globe where there is strife.
Vying for space in the green fields,
Ewes and lambs will lay with the lion and her cubs.”
November 11, 2008 comes and still the wars rage.

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Lou Marin, a Christian grateful for Jesus’ gift to him, was born and raised in the western hills of Maine, then spent 20 plus years wandering the country and world in the United States Air Force. Maine Department of American Legion’s Historian, he is a photographer and stringer for The Maine Trust for Local News, published poet and short story writer who pens faith based devotionals. He lives in Rumford, Maine. He is author of an anthology of poems based upon his military career entitled “Dimly Seen Through The Mists,” and a book of faith based poems entitled “My Lighthouse In Troubled Times,” available through Pen It! Publications.

Lou can be reached at mbsphotog@yahoo.com or his Facebook Page. His poetry can also be read here: Dimly Seen Through the Mist: Military Poetry

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