War....A Grey Matter....1914 Comments

There's an essence of true humanity in these words; thoughts of how easy one can pass, and be passed by, so soon forgotten; My grandfather fought in W.W, I and my father in W.W.II, I wonder does anyone from that time, if still alive, ever even once recall their face or anything they may have said or done. GREAT poem, in my opinion!

Terrific piece! Horribly realistic, but contemplative.

The seemingly disjointed flow like thoughts and observations punctuated by guns, bombs and endless numbing carnage. Then the admission, a realization that all things pass and the futility will remain in the ensuing seasons change and rolling years. A journalist could have experienced this, very well portrayed.

Awesome - very moving. Great work, well done.