Lest We Forget

Lead me into
that gentle soft morning,
to that place
where men once stood
commanding the Sun,
to that place
where a half forgotten
long ago adagio
whispers through the air,
across the broken ground
and its sleeping grass,
to that place
moistened by the dew
of half remembered
valiant deeds;
Lead me then into
that gentle soft morning
of a going,
of a never coming back later;
Later the grand parade
halted,obedient,waiting
waiting at that place
where men once stood
commanding the Sun;
themselves cocooned in rapture
for the final salute,
one last acknowledgement
that this,
that all this,
is later.

 

Author’s Footnote :-

This poem was originally entitled  ” Kyrie Eleison ” and retains that moniker as featured on YouTube and possibly elsewhere.

5 thoughts on “Lest We Forget

  1. VijayNair

    An excellent, memorial poem; the tone, ambience, and imagery coalesce. This is certainly one of your best poems. A little surprised as to why it didn’t make it.

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  2. lokesh roy

    For the final salute – is in itself a moving expression that encapsulates the sentiment of this fine work .Hats off.

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  3. Nalini Srivastava

    Yes let’s acknowledge the supreme sacrifices and the efforts made by valiant soldiers ,let’s not delay it any further,lest we forget

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  4. Phil Martin

    Fantastic piece Louis. It took me to a place I have never been before in my thoughts of past wars. My generation have been too quick to forget the great Sacrifice. We should have this poem in a more prominent place.

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