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Poems about War and Peace "They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old, Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning, We will remember them." An excerpt from, "For the Fallen", by the English poet, Laurence Binyon, 1914. The poem was written as a tribute to those who gave their lives for Great Britain in World War I. 1939   A Cry For Peace   A Friend ?   A Letter to bin Laden   A Letter to Queen Mother   a nation in an undividing galaxy   A Quieter Place   A ROUTH O KILLIN   A SOLDIER'S STORY   A Soldier's Time   A Soldier's View   A Soldier's War in Iraq   A Word About The SAS   A World of Difference   Adrenaline   After the Tattoo   An Exile's Hail or Farewell?   Anescienta   Army Days   Artefact   Baby's got Blue Eyes   Black Tuesday   Bluff Cove   Butcher's Harvest   Cap Badge Hill, Radfan Mountains   Captain Killer   CHRIST IN FALLUJAH   Comments on War   Coorie Doon   Cromwell   Days of Thunder   D-Day A Soldier Remembers   Deathcamp   Dedication to the Spirit of William Wallace   Dead Sleep   DESERT DAWN   DESERT STOVE WW2   Did You See Him   Dirleton Castle   Disturbances   Do Not Go Gentile Into That Bad Fight   Don't Tell Mother I Cried   Drummer Boy   ESCAPE   Fallujah   Fantasy Island   Field Post   First Blood   Flanders   For Land   For The Cause   Friends - T Young   Friends and Enemies Alike   Friendship Among Soldiers   Goverments don't know Best   Happening   Hearts of Iron   HELL   Hussar   In Fields They Lay   In Honour Armistice Day   IN LOVE DWELLS   Iraq Latest   Invasion and Liberation   Je Touché Moi   Jihad   Lament   Leave the Argylls Alone   Leaves Like Petals Fall   Left a Bit And Left a Bit   Lest We Forget!   London   Lost in France   Memoriam   Mercy   Most Attacks Were At Night   Murder?   My Bess   Never Know   Nobody Wins   Not Again!   Not Killed In Action   November   Now is the Harvest of Our Hatred   Ode to William Wallace   Old Ways, Who Pays ? (Soldier’s Lament)   Ole McGregor Clan An English   One More   One Nation   On Seeing A Grave-Stone   Our Soldiers in Iraq   PADDY AND THE FRAU   Passiondale   Pegasus   People   Pheigheinn a' Chorrain?   Play of Confusion   Plea   Polygon Wood   Poppies   Poppies Grow in Turmoil   Proud To Wear The Red Hackle   Private Johnson Beharry VC   PTSD   Radio Silence   Rainbow Soldiers   Raising of Hell   Regiments Forever!   Remember Me - D Wilkie   Remembrance   Remembrance Day   RENDEZ-VUES WITH DEATH   Responsibility   Scottish Glory   Shoes   Sign In Baghdad   Silence 2005   Silent Mist   Silver Shot   SIX AND SEVENTY KRIEGIES   Snowman's Land   Some lay, where no Poppies grow   Sp's   Stand Not Against My Calling   Take me to Mars Please!   Th' Last Time Ah Saw Him   The Bairn   The Battle   The Battle O' Flodden   The Bay   THE BOMBING OF DRESDEN   The Boys In Basrah   The British Empire   The Civil Wars   The Defenceless One   THE FAMOUS SPUD MOIPHY   THE FINAL INSPECTION   The Ghost of a Terrorist   The Ghost of Tommy Atkins   The Haggis of Private McPhee   The Hell We Patrol   The Holocaust!   The Hydra   THE KNOT   THE LANCASTER EGGBUSTERS   The Last Munro   The Little Ships   The Madrid Massacre   THE MEDAL   The Mermaid Club   The Mists o' Time   The Night Before Christmas   The Number One Bus   The Overlord of Annandale   The Patriot   The Piper Held His Head High   The Poppy Bloom   The Private's Appeal   The Proud Argyll   The Raid   The Roar of War   The Salt of the Earth   The Sands of Normandy   The Silent Witness   The Soldier's Farewell   The Tree   The Warrior Species   The War To End All Wars   The Way Back   The World's Crying   The Question   THEY MUST BE BLIND   Thoughts of a Poet in Iraq   Thoughts of a Young Soldier   To A Soldiers Mother   Tony o' Blair   Tribute to a Scottish Soldier   Tyne Cot   Tyne Cot Cemetery   Voices In The Wind   Vortigern: Part 1   WAR   War and Time   Wars End   What Day Is It?   WHERE THERE IS PEACE   When I Go   Who stands for the dead?   Why Are Poppies Red?   Window on the World   WW2   You Are the Light of My Tunnel