Posted by: Ron DuBour | July 16, 2014

The Silent Few~by Jock Love



The Silent Few

We trained for war,
Lived violent lives.
Fresh faced boys,
With pretty wives.
To keep the peace,
To end aggression.
Oust the foe,
Perhaps teach a lesson.

Of foreign shores,
Sand mud and shit.
But British soil,
For we now lie in it.
My name,
A mother’s son,
So far from home.
Giajl © Jim Love

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