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I do not think that they will sing to me.

I do not think that they will sing to me.

A Poem by Miss Lillian
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A piece of homework for creative writing, taking a line from TS Eliot's poem 'The lovesong of J Alfred Prufrock' and using it as a leit motif create your own poem that is not about love.

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I do not think that they will sing to me, in the land where heroes live

For my choice and actions made today, even I cannot forgive.

Surrounded by the thunderstorm, my feet consumed by mud

The land in front, a monster, that feasts on each man’s blood.

A body hits the ground, as if falling from the sky,

Now how could I move forward? If it meant that I should die?

at when the time has come and t

I do not think that they will sing to me as I reach Saint Peter’s gate

Regret that’s everlasting is a coward’s fate.

One by one they took a bullet and landed by my side

To die for King and country is to die with pride. 

Ours is not to question why we walk toward our death

Are we not supposed to care as you steal our very last breath?

I do not think that they will sing to me when I walk toward to the light

A man is called a coward when he will not stand and fight

Too scared to charge, I turned and ran, left my brothers where they fell

And that, I fear’s the reason I shall spend my days in hell

That world of peace and virtue is not what I deserve,

Others advanced bravely, but I didn’t have the nerve.

I do not think that they will sing to me as my life draws to an end,

Others, will hear the beckoning, and be greeted like old friends.

But I know, that now the time has come and darkness closes in

I shall hear no choir, no trumpet, I’ll hear no violin.

If I could change the past I would, but for me it is too late,

Regret that’s everlasting is a coward’s fate.

© 2013 Miss Lillian


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You are so talented! I hope to one day write like you. the line "are we not supposed to care as you steal our very last breath?" conveys how i've always felt about war. Is there pride in a person's death in that person's opinion? Are you a coward if you fear death or an idiot if you don't? thank you for sharing..

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Miss Lillian
Miss Lillian

Bristol, Bristol, United Kingdom



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