War

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My Own

Here we in beds of steel lay
all our dreams have been taken away

Questioning what we will...

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Fields of red, of Poppy leaf

Fields of red, of poppy leaf
The fields where so many brave came to grief
Brave men indeed...

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THE BUTTON

THE BUTTON TIM WILLIAMS NOVEMBER 2014

SUNLIGHT FLASHES , CAUGHT AND REFLECTED
OFF A BRASS...

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Never To Return----In...

On a lazy fading summer.
Upon the sleeping flowing streams.
Hear the beating of the drummer...

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Untitled 1

Is that you inside, the casket my friend, you hid all your feelings until the very end. We’ll never...

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War Cries

War Cries

Out on the battlefield and not alone
hear the thunderous bangs and terrible moans
The enemy...

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" The Germs Of War "

" The Germs Of War "

Walls and fences are full of suspicions.........their very names
make it so
Fenced in,...

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Another day in the Middle...

A women screams

Whilst bombs blast

Human nature strikes again

This merely...

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A Tribal Ritual

A Tribal Ritual

No more, the dance to the beat of the drums

Faith has led us to the beastly heat of tribal ritual...

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A Child of War

A Child of War

He was a child of the universe

Born into a hostile country

No mother or father to care...

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fields of red flowers

Shadows fade within the crisp
Morning sun

The nightmare has just begun
So many...

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For The Cause

Hold the keep!
Until the arrival of the cavalry.
We await the trumpeting sounds,
Of...

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DO YOU GET ME? I AIM FOR...

It is hard to reach understanding
The terms of reference can be misleading
Truth is for ever...

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divine intervention.

I pray for silence
peace upon the earth
But not like this
Not the Erie silence
...

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no lullaby in war.

There is no lullaby in war
"Who shall rock the baby to sleep"
What peaceful song
shall...

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Judgment / guilty.

What is freedom
If blood is spilling

What legacy
Are we fulfilling

What is...

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The War Is Always The Thing

The War Is Always The Thing

Only the names change
but history plays
on perpetual loop

Playing out
before...