House of War
Lyrics
Home from the battle
No respite in store
For father back home
To the House of War
The child on his lap
Strokes his medals in awe
Growing up fast
In the House of War
Beat the drum loudly
March across the floor
Innocents lambs
In a House of War
War is a game
That children adore
As they're bred to kill
In a House of War
But Granmother knows
She's seen it before
Can't bear to look
On the House of War
One skittle left standing
The rest are no more
For Death comes cheap
In a House of War
Bulldogs bark
And lions roar
A clarion call
To the House of War
(Gary Miller)
© 2009 Whippet Records
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The Volunteers, 1860, by Frederick Daniel Hardy: York Museums Trust
Notes
A poem commissioned for 'Reflections on War', a community arts project and exhibition at York Art Gallery for York Museums Trust.
Inspired by the painting 'The Volunteers' (1860) by Frederick Daniel Hardy (1826-1911), York Museums Trust.
Other songs and poems from the 'Reflections on War' project include : -
'A Hospital Ship at Tobruk', 'Battleships', 'Bold as Brass', 'Grandpa Mill', 'One Soldier's Thoughts', 'Sister of Mercy', 'Soldiers of the Lord', 'Somewhere at the Front, Somewhere', 'Twa Scots Soldiers', 'Yellow Bird'.
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