Objectors


My father, his own father,
a conscientious objector:
My grandfather laboured,
under a slow faith, assured:
For the Peace Pledge Union
he mumbled, as a lector,
when turning, digging veg,
in the later world war:
Both battled their century,
over their long-dead cause.


 

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