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Michelle Hewett Poem
It is not our war to fight
Yet onwards we go without flight
Carrying man as best we can
Through bog and trench
Ignoring the stench
Eager to please but dropping to our knees
When bullets and grenades end our days.
I was a faithful steed
I did my best to please
As I lay on the ground
I listen to the sound of explosions cracking overhead.
My master is no more he's beside me on the floor.
He's missing a leg and half of his head.
As I take my last gasp I continue to ask
Why does man go to war, what's it all for
but death and destruction and to my deduction, no winners just loss and sadness.
Where's the end to this madness
I will never know, as I've passed with my master
In that trench where they speak French.
Copyright © Michelle Hewett | Year Posted 2019
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Michelle Hewett Poem
Didn't Mean To
The sun is rising in the sky, oh could this be the day to die,the shotgun held between my teeth and I’m shaking like a leaf.
I’ve said my prayers and cleansed my soul so why can’t I achieve my goal? To pull the trigger is all it takes but my hand just shakes and shakes.
A sudden thought a change of mind what about the people I’ll leave behind? I open my mouth a little wider shall I shan’t I ? I can’t decide. But then Oh damn!
A spider! BANG
The stupid spider made me jump I pulled the trigger just like a chump,I didn’t want To I didn’t mean to, but It’s too late my brains are splattered up the wall and into my mouth that spider did crawl.
Copyright © Michelle Hewett | Year Posted 2018
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Michelle Hewett Poem
You were stolen far too soon, passed away alone in your room.
I was too far away to be there in time and for this I shall regret for the rest of my life.Alzheimer's stole you away from me my Mother my Mum my Mummy.
Taken far too young, life's not fair I miss my Mum.
Your memories were stolen away from you and along with these your dignity too.
In the end you forgot how to swallow and bed bound you were left to wallow. I did my best in keeping you comfy, and visited lots to keep you company.
But in the end it was all in vain, Alzheimer's stole you and ended your pain.
Alas my pain was just to start, Alzheimer's ripped out my heart and stole my one and only Mother, my Mum my Mummy.
Taken far too young, l will forever miss my Mum
Copyright © Michelle Hewett | Year Posted 2018
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