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Quo Vadis Et Ego Rogabo

This poem is dedicated to
75580 Pte. Frank Stanley Jeeves (1894-1961)
Tank Corps (Machine Gun Corps)
who survived the 1914-18 conflict, and also to his
51/2 million comrades who, alas, did not.


Quo vadis ask I
Upon this sabbath day;
To hell, you reply,
Won't you show me the way.
Walk with me a while
And my tale I will tell,
It's many a long mile
But a path I know well.

You're a soldier, I note,
From your bullet holes,
Though you don't have the vote
You have killed many souls;
So young, you may be,
I assent this is true -
I'm a general, you see,
I've killed more than you.

I'll kill men I know
Ere this grim day ends;
I'll vanquish the foe
Sacrificing my friends.
I'll demand who goes there,
As I shy from a bomb,
I'll make war from my chair
This black day on the Somme.

I'll send you to fight
(As bold as I am)
I'll send you, all right,
I'll not give a damn.
I'll command you to shoot
As you storm through the mud...
I won't give a hoot,
I just won't see the blood.

I'll dispatch you to kill,
You'll go over the top;
I'll send you at will
Because I'll never stop.
I'll commit you to strive,
As you charge through the rain;
If you come back alive
Then I'll send you again.

Now your own end is nigh -
Your last moments on earth.
Your cross I'll supply
As that's all you are worth.
So, heed my words well
When I pledge you this oath...
I'll greet you in hell
For there's room for us both.

About this poem

Dedicated to the author's paternal grandfather who was on the Somme in 1916. Writ in 2016 on the centenary of the terrible Somme conflict.

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Submitted by AlanSJeeves on July 19, 2021

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Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 1,362
Words 280
Stanzas 7
Stanza Lengths 5, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8

Alan S Jeeves

Alan S Jeeves is a Lancashire (England) born, Yorkshire based classical poet. more…

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