Wednesday, December 18, 2013

A War Of Minds

Courage sits….
on the end of the tongue
while weakness
loads the gun
then hides behind –
bars of sneering teeth.
Then a soldier comes
to show the way
a path to freedom won
only to realise
he’s fighting for his buddies
and friends.
But when the leaves fall
so does his breath
as the cold seeps through
to remind his spine
that’s there’s little reality
in the politicians truth.
He went away so young
with colour in his eyes
but returned –
his body now grey.
Unsure what to do
she holds his hands
while he sits with friends
under the tired
old weeping willow –
a lonely heart
and a man
on an old stone bench…
now worn smooth
with worry…..
and memories.
But in a war of minds
the young girl weeps
while she watches…..
the soldier cry.

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