For soldiers everywhere…

I don’t normally do poetry, or if I do, then it’s normally throw away limericks. But I got a bit serious elsewhere in a limerick forum and I repost here…

I killed a man
In another land
Then home I came
Not seeking shame
Over what we did in the sand

Though I killed a man
In another land
I just wanted support
It wasn’t in sport
Just part of the battle plan

We killed many men
Cared not who or when
But they keep us away
Treat us with dismay
Those men who just hold a pen

We want people to be inspired
All the time, not just when required
But old soldiers want peace
For the fighting to cease
We don’t want to be dead, just retired

When we return
For the rest that we earn.
Watch silent when we pass
Wait respectfully ‘til the last,
And allow us the peace which we yearn

: 18 Jul 2008 15:48 |  Comments (0) |  Report a problem