For One’s Country

Pro Patria means For One's Country

One of my favourite photos I’ve taken recently was of the inscription Pro Patria (For one’s County) on the The Cenotaph War Memorial in Leeds, the beautiful stonemasons lettering mixed with the crystallisation and marbling really resonates with my artistic tendencies, but most of all is the deathly shadow that eerily graces its surface, almost like the hand of death that took so many of our soldiers lives.

Under this sky
These stars’ beneath
One day
We all have to go for a sleep
In such tiredness!
Like a snowy ocean about to freeze inside a North Pole!
This night
This day
O! This light!
These designs for such a life
Can ever we forget?
Under such a sky!

One day
I might had relished the savor of flesh inside sea water
Felt a heart
So deep
Ah! Falling so much in love!
This vigour
O! Relished so much!
Light stroking the edge of a darkness
Passionate whisper of a night may pine
Always! For a day

This visit!
This conscious vigil
Might have I heard
Yet must end
One day!
Waiting only for such a green harvest
Once ripe
This hand of death will be most soothing!
May hold us all in his chest
Like some sleeplorn
Ah! Like a fugitive lovelorn
Inside such a tender whisper!

Then one by one
Cold, yet such a respite!
That time will surely come
Ah! When it may come
That savor may be most relishing!

The Hand of Death by Shamik Bose

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