In various cememteries ...
... dotted around the world ...
... lie some of the men in my family...
A great-grandfather ...
A grand-father ...
An uncle ...
But not my father ...
... because when it came to be his turn to die for his country ...
... he was killed closer to England ...
... than these final resting places ...
... and my mother flatly refused for him to be interred in the military cemetery on offer or any military cemetery whatsoever for that matter.
What does it mean to claim that the names of the dead military men in my family or anybody's family 'liveth' ... for surely if they did there would be an end to the state grooming of killers and the killed.
I hate Armistice Day (and I hate Anzac Day too) ... and I won't wear a poppy.
Lest we forget ... although maybe it might help if we did.
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