On Passing the New Menin Gate

Who will remember, passing through this Gate,
the unheroic dead who fed the guns?
Who shall absolve the foulness of their fate,-
Those doomed, conscripted, unvictorious ones?

    Crudely renewed, the Salient holds its own.
    Paid are its dim defenders by this pomp;
    Paid, with a pile of peace-complacent stone,
    The armies who endured that sullen swamp.

Here was the world’s worst wound. And here with pride
‘Their name liveth for ever’, the Gateway claims.
Was ever an immolation so belied
as these intolerably nameless names?
Well might the Dead who struggled in the slime
Rise and deride this sepulchre of crime.

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The Menin Gate is a war memorial at Ypres to the 88,000 missing whose bodies were never recovered from the battlefield.  The Poem was written by Siegfried Sassoon in 1928

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About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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1 Response to On Passing the New Menin Gate

  1. beetleypete says:

    At the Menin Gate, everyone remembers. The Firemen play the last post, the traffic stops. Everyone is respectful. Every day, of every year since. It brought a lump to my throat, and a tear to my eye. Everyone should try to go one day. The ultimate pilgrimage to the fallen.
    Best wishes from England. Pete.

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