"The sun’s shining now in these green fields of France,
The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance,
The trenches have vanished, long under the plough,
No gas and no barbed-wire, no guns firing now,
But here in this graveyard it’s still no man’s land,
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand;
To man’s blind indifference to his fellow man,
And a whole generation who were butchered and damned"
Eric Bogle The Green Fields of France
Nothing has changed
So many have given so much for us and for peace...
Lest we forget.
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