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Tuesday, 26 August 2014

Poem ~ Atrocities - Wednesday, 26 August 1914


Turning on their solemn assurance,
Of treading on Belgium soil with respect,
Comes account after account,
Of German’s turn to savage attacks.
But Belgium remains defiant to stoop,
Below any legitimate warfare customs.
Crushed or beaten Belgium quotes
An English King to say ‘we'll never be enslaved.’

The Minister of Belgium states
That when the invasion began,
Placards were placed in all towns (and press),
Villages and hamlets, warning the people,
To abstain from any kind of hostility,
Towards any movement of enemy troops.
Meanwhile the German authorities state
That grave 'imputations' will be treated,
And dire reprisals will be made,
Against attitudes of any Belgium civilian.

Imputations are in opposition
To the facts and no threats will stop
Belgium Government protesting of crimes
Against any children, women and old men.
Too many accounts have been given
To their inquiry of German troops.
The Belgium Ministry of Justice,
Looks gravely on these war crimes.
As upon the following reports
They have received.

The village of Linsmeau witnessed
The fight of Belgian infantry and Gendarmes,
Against the occupying German Cavalry;
With one enemy officer being killed.
The population took no part
In the fighting of that day, but the village
Was again invaded on 10 August,
By a German force of Artillery,
Cavalry and machine guns.

The Burgomaster of Linsmeau assured
The Germans the villagers took no part,
In the previous fighting - but this did not
Pacify the enemy intent on destruction.
Targeting two farms and six houses
These were burnt down to the ground.

Then the male villagers were made
To come forward to give up any arms.
None were found, but un-pacified
The enemy divided the men into 3 groups.
Eleven men being forced into a ditch.
They were later found with their heads
Smashed by the butt of German rifles.

The people of Velm went to sleep,
On the night of August 10, when roused,
By a great company of German Cavalry.
Upon entering their town they turned
On one particular house -
Breaking in to loot and destroy belongings,
They turned on the farmyard.
Burning barns, implements and six oxen.

Then they took the man and woman,
Two miles away, in opposite directions.
The half dressed lady they released.
As she fled the firing of dancing shots,
Kicked the air and dust around her;
But she was not hit.
The man being also fired upon.
Being injured he was left to die.

At Neerhespen an old man,
Having his arm sliced, was then hanged,
Upside down, only to be burned alive. 
Elsewhere at a place called Orsmael,
Inhabitants were made to suffer mutilation.
As the children were brutally maltreated.

So come accounts of other atrocities,
On both civilian and soldiers.
Commandant Van Damme lay wounded,
As infantry fired revolvers into his mouth.
So come in stories every other day,
As they spread across towns, the people
Flee from their homes in terror,
Running for their lives, to become refugees.

by Jamie Mann

Anon., 1914. German Savagery - Official Story of Belgium Horrors - Grim Details. The Daily Telegraph, [online] 26 Aug. p.6. Col.5. Available at: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/11034816/Daily-Telegraph-August-26-1914.html [Accessed: 26th August 2014].

Mann, J., 2014. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 26 August 2014). 



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Tuesday, 12 August 2014

Poem ~ Belgian Women Defend their Town - Wednesday, 12 August 1914


Out of Paris came a hopeful story,
Of such bravery and determination
By Belgian women, standing up in self-defence.
Lying between the cites of Verviers and Liege,
Nestles an almost insignificant town of Herstal.
Unremarkable perhaps, except for one advantage,
A Belgian flag flying over a factory of small arms.
With the town's men being called to the colours,
This town's population consisted of older men,
Women and their children.

Alerted to the fact of German army’s approach,
These women gathered together to take charge.
In making possession of their employers factory,
They now took up arms loading revolvers,
Rifles and any other weapons, they had made.
As the Uhlans approached this women’s army,
Opened rapid fire and back they drove the enemy
Back - until no ammunition was left.

After this they waited in their barricaded homes.
Silent, watching, waiting, quietly anticipating
Until the Germans marched down their streets
Who, in self-assurance of marked success,
Invaders realised too late as windows opened
And boiling water was poured and thrown
Upon their heads in scolding compromise.
Therefore upon the Friday the Belgian flag
Still flew over this Heroic Women’s self defence.


by Jamie Mann



Anon., 1914. Fight for a Factory. Heroic Women's Defence. The Daily Telegraph, [online] 12 Aug. p.6. Available at: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/11025922/Daily-Telegraph-August-12-1914.html [Accessed: 12th August 2014].



Mann, J., 2014. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 12 August 2014). 

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/11025922/Daily-Telegraph-August-12-1914.html


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Wednesday, 6 August 2014

Poem ~ Arresting "Aliens" - buy British! -Thursday, 6 August 1914


As August month still glows new,
Warm days give way to slow evenings,
As by ‘the silver sea’ of summer places.
In resorts like blissful Felixstowe,
Linger a misleading normality.
Sun and sea belie a season’s sudden changes:
Forebodings begin to toll on business.

In waking conscious of what is before the country,
Repentant deserters strangely start to appear,
Now keen to return to their regiment or ship.
New rules are made to restrict aliens,
And Germans are arrested as potential spies.
Further xenophobia is merrily advertised,
From Bacon's War Maps, with warning not to buy
Foreign versions, that will no doubt lie –
While their own are proudly made by Englishmen.
Back in Bermondsey women storm a grocers,
Whose fury fuelled by rising prices,
Brings about a shop's early closure.

As August days still glow new across London,
The capital begins to live in time of war.
Are warnings of what is yet to come made open,
With discussions of new projectiles and armour plating:
Weapons could decide this nation’s fight for existence.
Still sober reality gives caution against rejoicing,
Before Britain is out of the darkest woods.
The warning claims an 'opening of a gigantic business.'

Already with three days gone war is prone to rumour.
Hard facts become rare, a haze forms round truth;
Suggested reports of German struggles in Belgium
While in reversal of previous reports come suggestions
That a British Active-class scout cruiser has been sunk.
In his popular appointment, Lord Kitchener rises
To become the eminent Secretary of War.
Elsewhere lands are firmly behind the mother country.
So awake the empire's proud dominions!
Now plans emerge for the aid of Belgium,
By expeditionary force and a papers report -
English Government has clear eyes what is ahead.
And adverts request for men not to hesitate,
But to join the forces as their fathers did before.
Still a Parliamentary footnote warns of disaster
As well as victory…

by Jamie Mann.

Anon., 2014. Daily Telegraph August 6 1914. The Telegraph, [online] 6 Aug. Available at: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/11014510/Daily-Telegraph-August-6-1914.html [Accessed: 6th August 2014].

Mann, J., 2014. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 6 August 2014). 



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