Stephen Morrow Poet Verse

Tommy

Tommy
So there is Tommy in the trenches 
And Tommy on the guns and Tommy halfway 
across no man’s land, used as a target by 
the Huns.
Then there’s Tommy in the 
surgeons tent both legs one arm a 
missing and Tommy blinded by the gas 
lungs so bad he is hardly whispering. 
Then there's Tommy in the firing squad 
waiting for the shout
And Tommy 
blindfolded, tied to a post wondering, if 
this is what  life is all about.  
Then there’s 
Tommy giving the order with pistol in 
hand, ready to deliver the coup de grace 
so other Tommys will understand.
Then there's
 Tommy in the war room with his Earl gray 
tea and biscuits, Followed by a nice spot of lunch 
at the officers club with the valet to clean 
up the dishes.
 But of course at the top, 
there are many tough decisions to be 
made with many live at stake, 
So be a good fellow Jeeves 
and pass me another glass 
of Chardonnay 
And nice piece of 
Christmas cake.

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