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What Price The Shame.
I could tell you tales of love and hate
Those of hero's and cowards too
Of those that stood and faced the Hun
And now are only few
Of trenches wet and black with mud
Their greatcoats green with mould
Who fought with courage on the field
In blood and bitter cold
These men and some no more then boys
Gave up their lives for us
That now lie still in mother earth
Their weapons turned to rust
Those that survived this nightmare
Gained respect, a right they earned
Treated now with such contempt
Because they're old and now infirm
Figure's, youngsters ridicule
To rob,abuse, and blame
If not for them, they'd have no life
And we should share the shame.
 
Author's Notes:
I recently read an article in the newspaper of a gang of youths, the youngest was 13 and the eldest 18 who attacked a 94 year old gentleman, who was then punched, kicked and robbed of his pension, he never recovered from his injuries, I felt real anger, but worse was the overwhelming sense of shame that our generation had somehow allowed this to happen.
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeCheryl Greenwell on May 1, 2007 10:00:22 AM Report
great message and really great meter........C
Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on April 20, 2007 08:45:25 AM Report
I agree with Kevin. We have become a nation with an underclass of mindless thugs and scum. It used to be that the working classes were looked down on by some people but they were honest trustworthy and far too proud not to be unemployed. I am glad my father is passed over for he and people like him would never believe what has happened.

 

I am a trained nurse and the NHS is in total decay with too many chiefs not enough indians and a total lack of basic caring from all levels.

Anyone who hurts the elders needs to be flogged within an inch of their lives. I for one would volunteer for the task.

 

Ali x

Comment By: FreeKevin Dutton on April 16, 2007 08:29:12 AM Report
Hi Graham,

 

I've also penned several poems on this subject myself, but yours encapsulates everything I have ever tried to say in a much more concise manner.  Another fantasctic piece from your good self.

 

The human race has gone wrong somewhere, and we are just getting lower and lower.  The respect for fellow human beings is slowly being prised away by each respective generation.  It pains me to see what we have become, and the sad thing is it seems to be getting worse.

 

Kevin

Comment By: FreeAngel on April 14, 2007 05:32:18 PM Report
Reminded me of a poem about abuse to the ederly here is the write

 

See Me



What do you see, nurses, what do you see?
Are you thinking, when you look at me --
A crabby old woman, not very wise,
Uncertain of habit, with far-away eyes,
Who dribbles her food and makes no reply,
When you say in a loud voice -- "I do wish you'd try."

Who seems not to notice the things that you do,
And forever is losing a stocking or shoe,
Who unresisting or not, lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding, the long day to fill.

Is that what you're thinking, is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse, you're looking at ME...
I'll tell you who I am, as I sit here so still;
As I rise at your bidding, as I eat at your will.

I'm a small child of ten with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters, who love one another,
A young girl of sixteen with wings on her feet.
Dreaming that soon now a lover she'll meet;
A bride soon at twenty -- my heart gives a leap,
Remembering the vows that I promised to keep;
At twenty-five now I have young of my own,
Who need me to build a secure, happy home;
A woman of thirty, my young now grow fast,
Bound to each other with ties that should last;
At forty, my young sons have grown and are gone,
But my man's beside me to see I don't mourn;
At fifty once more babies play 'round my knee,
Again we know children, my loved one and me.

Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead,
I look at the future, I shudder with dread,
For my young are all rearing young of their own,
And I think of the years and the love that I've known;
I'm an old woman now and nature is cruel --
'Tis her jest to make old age look like a fool.

The body is crumbled, grace and vigor depart,
There is now a stone where once I had a heart,
But inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells,
And now and again my battered heart swells.

I remember the joys, I remember the pain,
And I'm loving and living life over again,
I think of the years, all too few -- gone too fast,
And accept the stark fact that nothing can last --
So I open your eyes, nurses, open and see,
Not a crabby old woman, look closer, nurses -- see ME!
It disgusts me to know that a human can hurt a frail old person its inhumane and they should hang for the abuse given to those who have served our country and given their all to others. I blame the parents no respect.
To soft on kids now a clip behind the ear and a good watch your manners and respect your elders should be administered.
Makes me so angry that young ones take what does not belong to them, get a job go to work and respect others for one day their time will come Karma what goes around comes around...
The Judicial system is far to soft bang them up for life even at ten they know right from wrong.
 
Great write

Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on April 14, 2007 01:01:54 PM Report
Awesome message...nicely stated. The youth today need to read this kind of message and appreciate the wisdom and sacrifice of those who have paved the way. Bravo Graham.

 

~Barbara~

Comment By: Freebloodtear on April 14, 2007 03:11:58 AM Report
What a disgusting thing to happen! I also feel ashamed at this, that there is no respect nowadays for the elderly. Moreover that anyone could find it in themselves to do such a dispicable thing.

You wrote about this very well, with great flow and rythme.

Comment By: ModeratorHenry M. on April 13, 2007 10:10:02 AM Report
This rankles me as well Graham, but what goes around, comes around. One day, they too will be old and feeble and their sins from that day might just re-visit them!     Henry
Comment By: FreeGlata on April 13, 2007 08:32:58 AM Report
It breaks my heart to see how the elderly are treated...world wide. There was a 104 year old woman assaulted, beaten and robbed in a New York apartment building. She was on a walker and the assailant, even though he had her purse, punched her in the face and knocked her to the ground. What was she going to do....chase him?????

The fact that our younger generations don't appreciate the vetrans who have fought for us really hurts, too...and a lot of that comes from the fact that they have never had to fight for their very freedom. When kids like that decide to attack an elderly vet and steal from them...even to the point of stealing their lives, I think that those kids should INSTANTLY be plopped in the middle of a boot camp and be made to take basic training. I don't care WHAT age they are...13 or 18...or even 9. Let them see just a LITTLE of what that man had gone through to earn that little pension that they stole from him...and even killed him for.

Yes, my friend, news reports like this anger me, too, and shame me...To think that MY generation is raising a generation of uncaring, selfish brats that can only think of what THEY want, and to hell with the rest of the world....I pray that I've done a better job in instilling the basic ideas of right and wrong in mine, and that they'd never even consider harming another's life like that...

Hugs...

Glata

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on April 13, 2007 07:33:28 AM Report
Sir Graham,
This is a very moving poem  and so many have died for our country and now the youths of today  act like this to our elders..such a shame how morals and standards have changed.. So sorry my friend... Hugs ~She Whispers

Comment By: PremiumVizualEnsemble on April 13, 2007 05:47:59 AM Report
Our youths today just need a swift kick in the can......This is heart breaking to read.

Things like this happen all the time...our youths out of control. Some of their behaviour

can soley be blamed on their raising, and also some parents are afraid of spanking

due to the fact they go to jail so often for it....I truly believe that a 13 year old is old

enough to know better and should be tried as an adult and be put away....we have alot

of cases here where 13-15 year olds serve time in a youth facility and out in a year or

two.......just to continue their bad ways......this kind of happening truly ticks me off, they

severly hurt and often kill and the punishment is a nice room with friends, cable tv, 3

hot meals, activities such a basketball and such, hanging out with friends that they have

met in the facility....I have no problem with the electric chair or life in prison without

parole...no hot meals, not electricity, bread and water each day.....I have worked with

troubled teens and I have seen all this and the states are way to light on them....

This write truly brought out some emotions in me along with tears.....Great yet

heartbreaking to read.....Thanks for posting and you did such a wonderful job on

this one.

~Penny~





 


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