Same sunset, 10th November 2025. Today iāve been a bit on edge, my expressing my opinions over rememberance sunday has lost me a few friends.
I happen to agree with the veteran who appeared on TV recently and said he was/is ashamed of what the UK has become, that his friends died for nothing.
I was so moved by this, and previously by Harry Leslie Smith and Harry Patch and their testimony before they died, I wrote and performed 3 pieces of spoken word poetry about it.
100-year-old Royal Navy veteran Alec Penstone, who cleared mines during D-Day, declared: āThe sacrifice wasnāt worth what the result is now⦠What we fought for was our freedom; even now, [the UK] is worse than it was when I fought for it.ā
Henry John āHarryā Patch (1898ā2009) was the last surviving British combat veteran of the First World War. He said āWar is organised murder, and nothing else.ā He elaborated that the conflict was ānot worth it⦠not worth one, let alone all the millions.ā
He also said āPoliticians who took us to war should have been given the guns and told to settle their differences themselves, instead of organising nothing better than legalised mass murder.ā
WW2 Veteran Harry Leslie Smith said in 2013 that he would āwear the poppy for the last time,ā criticizing its co-optation to justify āour folly in Iraqā.
The poppy isnāt ours, it is theirs, it belongs to them.
Who are we to say what it means?
It fucking grinds my gears to watch these gouls surround the cenotaph in London laying wreaths when they all are profiting personally from the arms trade and the war in Gaza/Israel and the Ukraine.
The hypocrisy is so āin your faceā itās unbelievable.
Since the current administration took office Britain has exported over £143 billion in military hardware and munitions (approximately, whats on public record) and yet the gouls have the sheer bollox to parade and shed fake tears for the fallen?
We (Britain) continue to profit from death when we promised the veterans of WW1 and 2 āNever againā¦ā¦ā¦ā
Such hypocrisy is incomprehensible to me.
A series of 3 pieces of spoken word poetry for remembrance Sunday.

















