Sun beats down at the noonday hour
A hedgerow tinged with summer flower
The setting sun glows across the hills
Passing the land into starry night
Mist clings to the ground in cold of the night
Moonlight shines on the rooftops of town
Derelict buildings pockmarked by shells
Do they know the reason why?
Silence replies
Children laughing, hurling stones
Emaciated dog slinks by
The granny in her tattered shawl
Do they know the reason why?
Her face hardened by winters past
Will she live to see next spring
In my mind's eye these images swirl
As the question is asked again
Portsmouth 1996
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Danger Close
PoetryA short collection of modern war poetry 1995 - 2014 Highly personal, this short anthology draws on the writer's experiences as a soldier and officer of the British Army in conflict zones in Europe, Africa, Iraq and Afghanistan. Although, the major...
