All that’s left are the remains of war: overturned tanks; crumbled bricks of a building, among which lies, like a fallen crow, the blackened wing of a fighter jet – and yet survivors smile at children playing in a pile of dust and rubble. Kim M. Russell, 14th November 2022 Image found on Freepik It’s […]
Tag: War
This poem is based on an account I read in the local newspaper
He Went to War His arm was blown off in World War One; When he came home, a one-armed man, The government replaced his gun With a knife-cum-fork And the equivalent Of two pounds a week. He told of boys in the trenches, So terrified they would crawl Around older men’s ankles, Only to see […]
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