A poem for Remembrance Sunday which invites us to transform the world from hate to love by Fr Mark Skelton.
The petal falls and lies on soil of blood,
and every flower bends beneath the hate.
A silent cry will stretch to reach the fear,
and men of peace will wait in shades of shame.
This is not what they died for, why they climbed
across the barricades of fire and flame.
They gave their all that we might live renewed,
and be a future which gave them a hope.
Each armistice we wear the poppy’s shade.
And, silently, we quiet our minds to peace.
But they demand, from trenches drenched with blood,
that we transform our world from hate to love.
Fr Mark Skelton is a priest of the Plymouth Diocese and a poet who has always had a keen interest in the interface between Literature and Theology.
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