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Come All Ye Brave Soldiers

Come all ye brave soldiers
Naive though you’ve been
That signed up for battle
In your kaki and green.
To fight for your country
It’s the flag that you bare
Yet they close down the factory
Moved your job elsewhere .

The horn of mills
No longer it blows
The family grocer
mines have too closed
Your house and your small farm
No longer can sell
As your make to feel worthless
In your own private hell.

They give you enough
To barely survive
While the bankers and fat cats
Get fatter and thrive.
They give you enough
Not to rebel and complain
Fed with tabloid sensations
To tighten their reign .

Conscripted you fight
With blood sweat and tears
And the nightmares that stains you
Never quite disappears
And the hand that you write with
In the desert is thrown
While the banks take the rest
Of the house you once owned.

You once ,fought for freedom
A just democracy for man
But since you came back
Your fight is all gone
You can’t fight for your family
To make a livings your foe
With one hand left to beg with
Where do you go.

So all you who seek
adventure and war
Take a good look at me
and see what was it for
T’wasnt for freedom
Or a fistful of soil
We fought to make profit
For the barons of oil.

They gave me a medal
Instead of my hand
I suppressed my anger
For my dear native land
sucked in with the theatre
The pageant and flags
For a life left in-tatters
The longer life drags.

War is a hell hole painted in red
By the maimed and the blind
The half wits and dead
We trusted our leaders
not put harm in our way
not to be sacrificed like pawns
in the chess games they play.

They dress up their false courage
in speeches that stir up our blood
As they toast the brave heros
Drowned or lost in the flood
of the mayhem and madness
the adrenal theatre of war
while mothers and wives
wonder what was it all for.

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An anti war Poem/song written on the plane from London today.


  • evon ski
    evon skialmost 2 years ago

    meant trusted their leaders, right?
    excellent piece. sad but true. The devastation wrecked is overwhelming yet somehow the spirit still has life and the hope of making a difference lives on.

  • Thanks for correction

    – timbuckley

  • Rocky Loder
    Rocky Loderalmost 2 years ago

    It seems like whatever we do,we do for the greed of others.. wonderful poetry Tim…

  • Thank you Rocky Much appreciated

    – timbuckley

  • SteveD49
    SteveD49almost 2 years ago

    Had this conversation this morning at the gym. All the fat cats sitting in their opulent suites waging wars all others but them are forced to fight. And so we die to the same degree that they live in luxury, the worthless, greedy, soulless bastards.

    Amazing piece of truth here Tim. Thank you so much for its honesty.

  • Thanks Steve nice to see the real issues are being talked about in the gym.

    – timbuckley

  • Sacredsong
    Sacredsongalmost 2 years ago

    fantastic write Tim, war has wounded so many, and not all of its worst is visible.. this is a powerful piece, well crafted, I can feel its hurt and anger. It’s well placed.

  • It’s always the poor that end up being the fodder for battle it’s ironic that though they fight for justice on foreign soil their own unjust class ridden society may be not much better but create fear and scarcity and someone will profit . Oscar seems guilty so sad .

    – timbuckley

  • Donna19
    Donna19almost 2 years ago

    Greed is like a cancer. a contagion that takes everything down in its path including the innocent as well as the instigator. Only fools place value in something that ultimately comes back to poison them! Strong write Tim

  • Thanks for getting the message

    – timbuckley

  • Sacredsong
    Sacredsongalmost 2 years ago

    Oh dear…Oscar has shattered an entire nation. No-one is talking about anything else, the heartbreak is palpable – people are wide-eyed, asking each other if it could really, really be true.. desperate for someone to point a way out, to make it a horrible, tragic misunderstanding, instead of the awful reality of what is unfolding.. on the trains, in the offices, in cafes, this is what you will hear.. there are tears for Reeva, tears for the loss of hope Oscar once symbolized.. he’s falling in slow motion and the entire thing is a nightmare – for the whole nation :(

  • He seems to have a smart lawyer but the evidence is not compelling in his favour, his poor parents are devastated the whole thing is beyond belief. Our hearts go out to you all

    – timbuckley

  • Karen01
    Karen01almost 2 years ago

    Beautifully crafted Tim.. this is a real issue for me too.. war affects all of us, men women and children,old and young.. if not directly in the trenches, then by being the holding space when these wounded men come home.. I’ve written a number of things on this issue too, ‘Conscription Smoke’ being one of the more well read ones..
    your fourth paragraph is for me, the cog on which all of this turns.. you’ve really immersed in this one and have created a worthy outburst and call to clear thinking…

  • The grit of war comes from a poverty of mind and opportunity where peoples lives and limb become the pawns in a rich mans game

    – timbuckley

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