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*** Poem Release ***
*** Honour
and Glory ***
by 'Barry R. Long'
as I'm driving home the
blade
I feel sickened by the noise he made
kill or be
killed, this they say
yet a part of me also died today
thought
I was prepared for war
that was before the horrors I saw
where
was the honour and glory
there was just murder and it was
gory
gave me a medal saying I was brave
if I did it at home
they'd call me depraved
after battle we would bury the dead
but
who was it that belonged to that leg
I'll never forget seeing
only half my mate
begging for me to use a bullet to seal his
fate
I ask myself to this day, the doing I deny
was I wrong
helping my dismembered mate to die
if I get to finally return
to my home
never again to war I'll roam
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Copyright:
Barry R. Long, 26th. July 2004
published:
www.tardemstudios.co.nz - 25th. October 2004
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