Source – Lieutenant Morris Meredith Williams was a talented artist and filled 15 pocket-sized sketch books while serving on the Western Front in WW1. The drawings, along with letters, he sent back home to his wife, Alice. There’s a book of his work called ‘An Artist’s War.’


You’re looking for a hero
That hero isn’t me
I gave up counting daydreams
And climbed into history
On that day I saw a thousand graves
They all said ‘Aged 19’
Wall to wall white marble stone
Stood on grass so green
They went on for miles
As far as I could see
Relics of remembrance
A cosmic storm’s debris

Were they just a band of brothers or just a band of new born ghosts?
Were it not for war they’d ditch the trenches for homeland’s coasts
What was once green grassland is now a battlefield so obscene
Where did it all go so wrong? Could it have been foreseen?

Guess that it hardly matters now
When the stones say ‘Aged 19’
Battles fought and lives all lost
Or something in between?

The portal up in the sky
Got opened bang on time
For mud and guts and diaries
And a church bell that doesn’t chime

Before lockdown shut the cinemas I’d seen the movie ‘1917’. Brilliant in so many ways. Since then I’ve watched it a couple of times more at home. I remembered I’d once written a song called ‘Age 19’ after visiting the WW1 graveyard in Etaples, France a few years ago where there were line after line of gravestones all marked ‘Age 19’. It makes you shiver; it makes lockdown a nothing. I’m told I had a relative who died on the last day of WW1. Imagine that. That war ended at 11am on 11th. November 1918. All he had to do was to stay out of trouble that morning. Sad, for sure. Above is the revised version of the original lyric.

I’m thinking ‘Time Out’ from my ‘Dream Rescuer’ album fits the mood of the trenches in WW1. I hope you agree;

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George Blamey-Steeden

Guitarist / Songwriter from the UK. I have a First-Class BA (Hons) in Creative Music Technology. You check out my music via Bandcamp.

43 thoughts on “A BELL THAT DOESN’T CHIME”

      1. I like the verse in Lennon’s song Imagine that goes, ‘Imagine there’s no countries, It isn’t hard to do, Nothin’ to kill or die for, And no religion, too, Imagine all the people livin’ life in peace’ ~ George

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    1. Thanks Cathy. I think the relative was a Lance Corporal. I doesn’t seem fair, but I guess war isn’t fair. If you’ve not seen the movie ‘1917’ it’s worth the watch ~ George


  1. This is such a strong piece of writing. Really good. I had a great Uncle who was killed in the first few months of WW1.He was in a battleship off the coast of Chile. They received orders to take on the Germans who were in Valparaiso. They were out matched and out gunned. The British ships went down after refusing an offer of surrender from the Germans. 1,600 lost their lives. It is called the Battle of Coronel. What a debacle. My great Uncle was 22. It makes me want to weep! Your words in this post are a tribute to him and to all the others who lost their lives, their futures.

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    1. Thanks, Anne. The true war stories do make you think. My grandad in WW2 ran out of petrol outside of Dunkirk. He ended up in the POW camp bang next door to Krakow concentration camp. He spent the whole war working done the coalmines and getting frostbite. At least he got home at the end of the war, your great Uncle didn’t. I wonder why some humans are so evil. If they weren’t evil your great Uncle wouldn’t have had to go fighting them. Sad truths hurt. Thanks again ~ George


    1. Thanks, Ruth. I’ve not a clue what WP are doing. I’ve checked with a friend plus also checked my own blog and the ‘Poetry to Song’ link is working OK. WP has gone ‘hit and miss’ I think. I can’t find your email but if it helps I am, email wise, at zoolonaudio@gmail.com Thanks again ~ George


  2. I studied World War I literature & poetry for my college thesis. That was a particularly dark and grim time, for writing and for humanity. You’re right–our lockdown situation is just peanuts in comparison.

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  3. I don’t know how I missed this post of yours , George. Glad I visited your blog, I hate missing your posts and this one is an epic piece , the summarization of history and man’s wars and it’s effects., it’s wonderful descriptive. A reflection of your very high emotional and generous IQ.

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  4. Deeply touched by the lyric.

    War is, you would have thought, something we might have got over as societies matured.

    I suspect there is too much money to be made from it for that to happen.

    The First World War was such a senseless waste of lives. Obviously all wars are, but this was all for the ego of a few idiotic empires and their idiot emperors.

    Thanks for your poetry.

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