In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
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Flanders Field. Back when way too many young men from within the major participants on both sides “knew” they were doing God’s work for Him. Christian against Christian. What a horrible pity, not to see that they were only doing the bidding of the Insider-Conspirators…on both sides. WW II came and the similarly mis-led sons of the WW I fallen did it all over again. And in Korea. And Viet Nam. And steadily ever since, just as their great, great grandfathers had been led to fall for in the U.S. Civil War. What will it take to end this?