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The sun how it shines on the Green Fields of France
The warm summer breeze makes the red poppies dance
The trenches have vanished under the plow
There's no gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing now
But here in this graveyard it's still No Man's Land
And the endless white crosses in testament stand
To man's cruel indifference to his fellow man
And a whole generation what was butchered and damned! -
I recently visited the WW . I . museum in Kansas City . It is recommended for every one who cares a whit about world or US history .
To see it all in its entirety would take 2 days . Well, well worth itComment
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After WWI, the Commonwealth War Graves Commission was created to care for the unit cemeteries -- each Commonwealth unit had its own makeshift cemetery behind it's battle position. The War Graves Commission took charge of those cemeteries and prettied them up -- replacing wooden crosses with marble, employing master gardeners and so on. Those cemeteries form a chain running right across Belgium and France, and at one time there was a custom of walking from one to the next and so on. That's the theme of the song I quoted above -- a walking tourist inquiring of a soldier at his grave and musing about his reply.Comment
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