As I sit here overseas, away from home, I feel we as a country are heading to an arena rarely seen throughout history. International events, governments, and people gone awry for a multitude of reasons.
Just a reminder of the sacrifices of previous generations:
In Flanders Fields
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.
www.flandersfields.be
a powerful musical rendition of this poem by one of my favorite bands, Sabaton:
Mark Twain said something to the effect of history doesn't repeat itself, but it sure may rhyme.
Just a reminder of the sacrifices of previous generations:
In Flanders Fields
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.
Groote Oorlog in de Westhoek | Westhoek
Als je de Westhoek bezoekt, is de Eerste Wereldoorlog nooit veraf.
a powerful musical rendition of this poem by one of my favorite bands, Sabaton:
Mark Twain said something to the effect of history doesn't repeat itself, but it sure may rhyme.