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Thursday, November 11, 2010

Remembering the Past

Today we remember the fallen soldiers and civilians. The first world, and later, the second world war, saw the loss of millions - the young, idealistic youth and the innocent and defenceless.

The dark realities of war are incomprehensible to most of us today - although some have tasted the fruit of isolation, alienation and inhumanity. I'll stop here and let you reflect on a first world war poem about Flanders fields - a region in Belgium where millions of mostly young men lost their lives. Many of the fallen are unknown and still buried there.

In Flanders Fields by John MacRae

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

."All that is valuable in human society depends upon the opportunity for development accorded the individual"
Albert Einstein (1879 - 1955)