WHILST WATCHING THE 'WORLD AT WAR'
I watched the world at war today
saw muddy streams and dull grey tears
black blood and desperation mixed
with black and frightened fears.
I saw a man without a face
he spoke without a voice
and begged me then, to leave that place,
whilst I still had a choice.
I watched a horse this morning
flicker on a screen
I closed my eyes to glance through tears
to where the horse had been.
I watched it pull a mighty gun
whilst following he man,
but my eyes tears could not quite see
where muddy water ran.
the place , he said "is different now"
he painted "trees and grass"
in silent mist the man then wept
as through my sight they past..
now I recall them watching me
inside my tortured mind
they willed me then to join them
yesterday
and walk behind.
I don't suppose I'll ever know
amongst those frightened men
who was the man who glanced at me
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