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FRAMED ... Maureen Clifford © The #ScribblyBark Poet
“I was framed” he said “Framed! You hear” though none here heard his cry.
Been laid to rest long years ago, and time has passed him by.
One could blame culture as it stands, for people of today
watch everything on video or digital they say.
The books of old are seldom sought for none now have the time
to sit and take a step back to review an ancient crime.
An image with transparent edge was mounted on a reel,
we watched in smoky darkness and we saw those blokes ordeal.
It ‘s food for thought though isn’t it? For wars it seems won’t end.
Countries don’t learn a lesson be they enemies or friend.
The loss of life goes on and on – seems such a waste to me
and I am oft amazed that we don’t learn from history.
But framed he was in World War One and two and Vietnam,
Korea, Falklands, and The Gulf and now Afghanistan.
An image captured in a frame, a fleeting part of time
a photograph in sepia. A relative of mine.
see some scribbles here - http://scribblybarkpoetry.blogspot.com.au/