Poem -

Our Skies Are Red With Blood

Our Skies Are Red With Blood

 
Never had I witnessed with my own eyes
real live war until now
a forty-inch flat screen television
makes it hard to ignore

I've been taught all about it in the classroom  
my own parents were born after the bunkers 
kept their dear mum's alive
 
and underground tube stations? 
once long ago filled with people like you and I 
hiding from the bombs 
protected by the bricks that keep up each tunnel
deep under the London streets

to be honest it's always given me a sense of awe
a sense of pride riding the tube, even today 
an everlasting awe of courage
in the eerie winds that blow so far underground 
  
I confess that war history
has always left me feeling disheartened    
the darkness of a warmonger 
hard to believe it's happening in our world today

even harder to believe all of the innocent people 
dying for nothing 

if it gets any closer
I'll not get to hide on a platform of the underground 
I'll just have to hope it doesn't get that far

best I can do is hide under an olive tree 
ever hoping maybe I'll be protected by its branches? 

so… 

I'll keep looking up at the sky
hoping with all my heart it remains bright blue 

because sometimes very sadly
our skies are red with blood.
 

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