Well done to Billy Savage in Year 8 who had his war poem (below) published in the Teesdale Mercury last week:
Gloomy and murky, but victory is sealed,
injured and tired soldiers cover Flanders Field,
no more sounds of bursting gunfire,
the bravery of both sides, was something to admire.
Worn down trenches, full of wounded troops,
marching all the way to the medical camp,
yet still the buzzing sound of the aeroplanes loops,
whilst trundling through the thick of the damp.
The foot of every trench, heightened with disease and death,
with the only voice saying, ‘one more deep breath’,
survivors that pass those with less fortunate fate,
In the bloodiest gun battle up to date.
100 years on, from Afghan to Iraq,
the death tally still continues to stack,
so as we all fall silent at 11 o’clock,
the minutes silence will begin, tick-tock, tick tock.
On this very day, in our thoughts, we all remember the fallen heroes who served for us.
WE WILL REMEMBER THEM.