Before any historic war
Man cheers for blood
After, victims skin, and more,
Become relics much beloved
Before, cold men fixed down their gaze
As others took abuse of the dead
After, some lived to reign as saints
Tragedies lauded, but no crimes alleged.
Before war opened, many men emerged
Stepping up; to be all courageous
After, families that had sat and waited
Buried their men; their final service.
This poem was written, as today’s NaPoWriMo prompt suggested, entirely from an article in today’s paper. I thought the subject of the article contrasted with all the words of war and death it contained.
“Double first as Pope John XXIII and Pope John Paul II become saints” was the original article but this is a link to a close-version from the i’s sister paper the Independent. I could not find a link to the original for love nor money!