. Today I feel the stirrings of the Dead In crimson-littered fields where poppies blow. I hear embittered groans and gasps of dread From churning earth neath crosses row on row. Today our freedoms fade along with sense As blinded minds grow ripe to twist and turn. Now glib and gutless fools sit on the fence As history’s victories rot on tongues that spurn The brave who threw a torch for us to hold Above the grasp of tyranny’s harsh reign. How dare we claim to honor all the bold While giving up each battle’s bloody gain! Today I hear our voiceless saviors weep As graves and homes are robbed of peace and sleep. . . Susan Jarvis Bryant is from Kent, England. She is now an American citizen living on the coastal plains of Texas. Susan has poetry published in the UK webzine, Lighten Up On Line, The Daily Mail, and Openings (anthologies of poems by Open University Poets).