Accross the ocean. Falklands 1982.

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Face Down

 

I saw him face down in the dirt

We turned him over softly

Almost covertly.

Three small holes

All we could see.

Sightless eyes

Looking at us.

Farewell my brother

We’ll always love you.

We’ll carry you gently

And lay you to rest

That awful black bag

Does you no justice

For the times you 

Laughed and brought

Us some freedom.

I don’t know why you?

Just to make those

Ungrateful bastards free.

I hope they find a spot

Where you can look 

Out to sea.

Across that great ocean,

Back to your home.

And your garden

And family.

And you'll wear

that maroon beret

one last time.

 

 

 

 

◄ Dreamtime?

A soldiers tale 1982 ►

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Paul Sayer

Tue 8th Sep 2020 13:28

They'll always leave a light on Philk, to guide him home.

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