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War and Peace

War & Peace After the war in Norway and the German army left, income and employment they had brought such as building roads and airports disappeared. It was a time when my brother and I stole coal from the train depot’s supply, potatoes and other root vegetable were and the fish in an unpolluted water was plentiful. We were caught by the police they let me go because I looked small and innocent. My brother was sent to a youth correction centre for two years- it still makes me angry thinking of it- peace had done us no favours. My mother was doing two newspaper rounds my sister and I helped her, the morning round was the worst, Norway is a cold country it was me who found the dead man he had frozen to death, drunk and falling asleep in a snow drift. I’m sitting here as an elderly man remembering the old days and “not good old days” we had each other and family love. I sit here ancient man with house, car and a modest success, oh, my why wouldn’t I give to feel the love again, but they have gone now- all of them- and I’m the only link to our past.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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