Unfor

Dedicated and with thanks to "Lash" who inspired this, lived it, and cried as he told me. Peace keepers they called us But we’re just uniformed fools Paying lip service to security While terrorists broke all the rules. That’s my best mate Sitting over there Eyes fixed on the wall In a long blank stare. His body’s all a tremble He’s nodding his head I try to catch his attention but His eyes are blank and dead. That last street patrol Was just one patrol too far In his mind he’s still seeing That fast burning car. The child he’s holding tightly As he smothers out the flames The mother holding another Screaming out their names. Just innocent people Who happened to walk past Caught by chance in That car bombs blast. It seems to me he’s in A near catatonic state So I guess for now I’ve lost Another long standing mate. It’s down time now A wad and a smoke Somebody cracks A spirit lifting joke But my best mate is still Well away from it all That glassy eyed stare Still fixed on the wall. The medics are coming They’ll sedate him to bed See what they can do To sort out his head. It just won’t be the same Now that he’s gone I’ll miss him like hell But this life still moves on Back out in the streets we made sure We didn’t act without due thought, Some trouser polishing johnny lawyer Would’ve have had us up before the court.