Sonnet for Drummer Lee Rigby, posted on behalf of Robin Parker from Langley Writers

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When soldiers travel as a fighting band,
Part of the risk is they might kill or die.
Back home in England’s green and pleasant land,
The sounds of battle are a far off cry.
Yet on the streets of London hatred sounds;
A young off duty soldier hacked to death.
Brave women out of kindness tend his wounds
And comfort him until his dying breath.
The far right see a chance to grab some fame,
Reprisals wreak on innocent Islam; 
The family cry ‘no, not in Lee’s name,
He would not wish to see his death cause harm’.
Such selfless thoughts when one of theirs lies dead;
A Langley lad he was, both born and bred.
© Robin Parker June 2013


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Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Sat 15th Jun 2013 19:10

Fitting tribute.Thank you.
Lee will never be forgotten.xx

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