We all of us went

Nigel Hallworth


WE ALL OF US WENT


We all of us went

Our friends went as well

It's nice to have pals

When you're going to hell


But we didn't know that

When we changed our flat 'ats for military caps

And we soon learned to snap to attention when told

And the sergeant explained

That he now owned our souls


And we wondered then

What on earth we had done

And the world hadn't heard

Of the Somme and Verdun


And we wondered then

Are we no longer men

Can we no longer feel

Are we all to be crushed

Under the wheel

Of War?


There's some that aren't here

They're working the fields and drinking their beer

Sitting outside of an old country Inn

While their betters drink gin

Within.


Yes, there's men down the mines

In the hot wet confines

Of black tunnels, digging the coal

Then there's fierce fiery furnaces need to be fed

With iron to make shells

To make German boys dead

And machines to make bullets tipped with horrible lead


But when they've done that

They go home to bed

Lucky sods.


© nigel hallworth 2014