for Lance Coporal Graham Shaw of the Yorkshire Regiment.
27 years old.


Chorus

And now you must put him into the ground
With your tears and all his honour.
Your beautiful boy lost to you forever.

They arrive all the time now in a stream
That flows full of wooden boxes...
These beautiful young men rightly
Paraded before us with
Lives and families destroyed...
I notice not one master of this destruction
Dares to show his face.

Honour and love are the ending songs...
But how do we sing the chorus?









Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-02-19 at 02:11

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NicholasG
With outrage I would think. That stream spreads like a cancer half way around the world and in Canada from the Atlantic to the Pacific.
Sadly, I think mothers in Afghanistan would compare it to the Delta of a great river. At this point I fear the outcome is moot.
2010-02-19


melanie sue
The last lines made me tear up. Very well expressed, L....

~sends shivers through my soul~
2010-02-19