Got some military buddies who are big WWI students, and will enjoy this poem.
Today, Christmas Eve 2014, is the 100 year anniversary of the famous 1914 Christmas Truce. I have always been deeply moved by this event, and as so, I have composed this poem in commemoration. It is titled,
“One Hundred Years Ago Today.”
One Hundred Years Ago Today,
On Flanders Fields, where we now lay,
We Brothers, in the midst of blight,
Waited on that silent night.
In trenches deep, we lit our fags,
Praying to God as we clutched our tags.
Prayers for home, prayers for peace,
Pleading for the fires to cease.
On the night the Angels sang,
We waited for a hellish bang,
Surveying that dreadful no man’s land,
Unsuspected, the miracles, now at hand.
The silence was broken, but not by…
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This issue was put on the agenda of a joint meeting between CSTO fore…ign, defense ministers and secretaries of security councils within a joint CSTO military cooperation development concept. Participants in the meeting will talk streamlining of Collective Rapid Response Forces and Collective Rapid Deployment Forces in Central Asian collective security region, Russian Defense Ministry said.
“Participants in the meeting will consider creation of CSTO collective air force. A plan of joint events in operational and combat training for 2015 is expected to be approved,” the defense agency noted.
Tajikistan’s CSTO presidency in 2015 will be given close attention. A CSTO session at which Tajikistan will take over regional organization’s presidency from Russia will be held in Moscow on December 23.
I suspect that if Man were only half the thing he could and should be he would still be twice the thing he is now.
IF CHRIST PREVAILED
If Christ prevailed men would not cower
If Christ prevailed God’s Holy Tower would
Stand a rampart in this world that none could
Raze nor hope to break, nor should
His Kingdom ever quake for fear of being over-run
If Christ prevailed men would fear not Death
If Christ prevailed men would not fear to truly Live
If Christ prevailed there would be no tribes
At endless war, no pointless hate consuming every shore
With riot, hatred, fire, and fury circumscribed
If Christ prevailed “Repent!” on every tongue and wrong
Would be avoided, not relived eternal in profitless cycles
Of sorrowful sin, evils would be un-grown and long buried
Not watered with grasping human grievance, a song of
Festering harm sung to our children like Grimmaged fairy tales
If Christ prevailed all men would as brothers walk long
Beside another, traveling from place to place in happy peace
While laughing of marvelous discoveries made and deeds
Redeemed in better fortune than they had first imagined
When humbly in their abandoned pride they were again Reborn
If Christ prevailed then Justice would rule this Earth
Not vengeance, not crucifying and murderous retribution,
If Christ prevailed then innocents would not lie dead
In pools of blood or lay breathless and abandoned
In favor of our own prideful assumptions about the Truth
If Christ prevailed all men with Mercy would extend themselves
To rework wrong into a better thing, a home fit for
Good and Godly conduct, Law would be Great and not merely law
No man would flee responsibility, Duty would reign, and
Sacrifice would paint and decorate our halls with Holy Acts
If Christ prevailed we would need no government of man
For God would live within, and Man Himself, once so ennobled
Could neither bow nor sit for any other king, and all
Other governance would seem a dream of despair long deserted
In the desperate nightmare of an unreal and wasted world
If Christ prevailed then such a Kingdom as the world has never
Known would be everywhere apparent, its Frontiers swollen
With ceaseless growth, no enemy would want to stand against it,
Old foes would be absorbed and made equals, no Jew, no Greek,
No Gentile would be alien or stranger in that Better Land
If Christ prevailed all men would be equals, anxious
To outdo the other in holiness and good, competitive in our
Desires to be more like God, not less of honor and of grace,
Our Feats would be of Saintly Salt, Virtues would accrue, and
Our Peeraged Manhood we would hold a Holy Thing from God
But Christ does not prevail
For we are sorely and surely most ourselves, self-absorbed,
Split into endless, bickering tribes, minted into our
Mindless classes, divided in our sickened hearts, soulless
In our lack of faith, impotent in our works, spiritless and
Dead within ourselves – we guard nothing, build nothing,
Claim nothing, oppose nothing, promote nothing, become nothing
For deep inside we are afraid, and we are small and we are
No men to build Mighty Kingdoms of, and so
Christ does not prevail, for we are cowards all by choice,
and so instead we prevail unto our doom.
MERRY CHRISTMAS ONE AND ALL
MAY YOU HAVE THE WORLD YOU MOST DESIRE… AND ARE MOST WILLING TO WORK FOR
THE YEAR OF OUR LORD, 2014