Short Foot Soldier Poems

The

glow

from the fire

of your great vision

has changed the direction of my soul

Once I lacked the will to live and carry on with life

Now, a forward marching foot soldier shining a guiding light for others to follow...

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I used to be a foot soldier in my own civil war.
I used to be both a cannon and its fodder.
It took a lot of killing to bury that old self,
still, on occasions, it struggles to escape
an old war grave,
its blood-soaked hands reaching upwards
to seek out this more tranquil veteran
I have become....

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COPLA SEIS : This Bad Guy World

Politicians hatch decisions
After much show of bravado :
Innate cunning

First stage gets set through collusions
Actors then strut words with much glow :
Only miming

Wounded foot soldier falls with flag
Families pray and people pay :
Penthouse lords jive

Politicos salute their rag
« God Bless My Country », so they say :
« All the rest : Dive ! »

(To be continued)

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2013...

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