Britain fell silent today, to mark the eleventh day of the eleventh month to honour those who died in conflict and those still fighting for freedom, to mark the time when in 1918 gunfire ceased on the Western Front and the First World War ended,and the idea of ending all wars. A fact our leaders have not heeded.So I consider the following poem, most apt. Heddwch/peace.
This is my child;
that is yours. Let
peace be between them
when they grow up.
They are far off
now; let it not
be through war they are brought
near. Their languages
are different. Let them both
learn it is peace
in the hand is the translation
of peace in the mind.
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