Victory
Victory
Today
He had his head down
Holding his breath
So the snipers couldn’t hear him
Laying flat
In the Burmese dust
With the flies and mosquitos
From the green canopy
Hovering over him
Like Kamikaze
Today
He feasted on
Meagre rations
And drank a warm tepid water
Drawn from a dirty stream
Somewhere
Something exploded
And debris rained
From the heavens
And pounded the earth
Today
It started to rain
And everything turned to mud
A warm clinging sludge
That dragged deeper
Into despair
This war
This never ending war
So far away
From home
Today
He heard faint echoes
Of those rejoicing
And the fluttering sound
Of bunting and little flags
Just another day they say
Just another day
Until you too
Will be there
In Trafalgar Square
Today
A win of sorts
But not for him
Not for many
Still fighting
Still dying
Still hoping
Beyond hope
For victory
over Japan
Graham Sherwood
Thu 8th May 2025 11:03
Good to see you back here Ian. With such a strong piece too!