The only guarantees in life are death and taxes so the saying goes. We should add to that injustice as well for it has accompanied human civilisation since the dawn of our time.
We see it today, in our technological, advanced and moral societies, where our supposed level of understanding has risen above that of the barbaric. When we see what is happening in the world I am convinced that all we have done is to find ways of being more technologically barbaric than ethically advanced.
This poem is dedicated to the fallen soldiers of the British Expeditionary Force in August 1914 and I dedicate my recitation to the fallen of Palestine whose own search for freedom and justice goes on while the world sells weapons to the aggressor.
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