Walk as far as you’re allowed.
‘Interdit. Verboten. Forbidden.’
For the grey earth still yields
a deadly iron harvest.
Stop and gaze around.
You’ll see green undulating hills,
but they were not always there.
A hundred years ago this place was blasted
with explosives and millions of shells.
In their wake a desert terrain
of pockmarks and craters,
brimmed with soldiers’ shattered remains.
Go there today and remember,
those lush mounds shroud a living hell.