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Iron Harvest at the Somme

Poetry By: Bert Broomberg
War and military

Tags: Poetry, Great, War, World, One

Aftermath of The Great War. The influence of the First World War on modern life in France, where people get killed by all kinds of explosives from the 1914-1918 war.

Submitted:Jun 4, 2012    Reads: 42    Comments: 5    Likes: 1   

Iron Harvest at the Somme

Where the fertile clay on chalky ground

Grows wheat, potatoes, luscious grass,

An unwanted, deadly crop is often found

From the time of trenches, shells and gas.

Where farmers still dread the violent thuds

Of ploughs hitting copper, steel or brass

Remnants of the still buried, still lethal duds

Turning up from a battle that once was.

No snipers, behind sandbags or steel plates

Guarding the strip once called no-man's land

Where a peaceful tractor, may open the gates

To hell with warlike music from Satan's band.

There, farming can mean danger beyond belief,

And long gone war still causes harm,

unwanted grief.


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