A Mother’s Last Dawn
This poem is dedicated to all the lads who were shot at dawn for desertion during The Great War, when they were really suffering from PTSD, it’s only in recent years that they were pardoned. I also dedicate it to anybody suffering from this terrible and debilitating illness.
A Mother’s Last Dawn
The cracking of gunshot fired at dawn,
but no sound from the bugle for her son’s final morn,
the note in her hand she holds close to her heart,
a boy’s hurried words of an adventure to start,
of travelling the world and seeing such sights,
of friends to be made, of laughter filled nights.
But reality was fear, and horror, and pain,
the friends made were lost, sights invaded his brain.
He sobbed in his sleep, ‘please don’t make me go back.
Get down on the floor mum, we’re under attack.’
The soothing and hugs couldn’t dry falling tears,
from this boy in her arms far too old for his years.
Every creak of a door, every window banged shut,
had him trembling with terror, his face marked with soot.
He slept under the bed, she wept in a chair,
he’s safe from harm now, he shall not return there.
But one day they came knocking,
they dragged him away.
she heard them all say.
Doors closed in her face, all alone she did mourn,
after the cracking of gunshot, fired at dawn.
Written by: Cate Hayes Sept 2015
P.S. Thank you so much for showcasing my poems ‘Legends’ and ‘A Single Tear’ I have been overwhelmed by all the wonderful and kind comments from yourself and your members.
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