Poems of the Week

In French Graveyards

by James Hamby

“Trump: Americans Who Died in War Are ‘Losers’ and ‘Suckers’”
The Atlantic

(with apologies to John McCrae)

In French graveyards the losers lie,
Those suckers staring at the sky.
Who says Marines are oh-so-brave
When their own lives they couldn’t save?
I like the guys who didn’t die!

The dead are schmucks. A hundred years
Have passed since they were buried here.
I’m worried about my well-coiffed hair;
It’s raining there.

Who were the bad guys anyway?
Who cares about this war today?
Let’s eat a burger, play a round,
Not visit losers in the ground.
Forever suckers there they lay,
In French graveyards.