The youngest brother;
The power of trinity to perfect every flaw...
My arm extended, I am with fear
I am losing, what all hold so dear...
And now death has lived to his desired taste.
Truth despairs in desolation...
Juggling emotions, dropping none
Original patriot, second to none...
A cruel misdeed, vile and putrid,
has been in Zimbabwe committed...
Life was not worth living until Jesus comes my...
Life showed me things i never wanted to see...
Bloody blood lines already drawn,
Say our grace before combat...
They have no wings on their back
Made of pink satin or white linen...
Albion's white cliffs fade as do the memories of...
Us few Us brave silent poppy covered graves...
POISONED WORDS
THOSE SPOKEN TO WOUND A SOUL...
One day back home, my father took me and my older...
We played in that field until nightfall and then...
"Move!", "Move!", "Faster!", "Faster!"
We marched; brain-dead. Our bodies inactive...