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Poetry

No life for a Soldier

He moved between the dark of shadows, no chances would he take Well aware of the consequence, stay quiet and be furtive for your own sake They could be waiting round the corner, though you usually heard the noise An enemy that took pleasure in giving pain, they were just…
David McDonald
14th July 2011
Poetry

The Guardsman

Three drunken idiots, out on a Saturday night Looking for some action, bruising for a fight Not so drunk to take risks, an easy target they seek A person to be a punch bag, someone who is weak Cold and damp the night, homeless he looks for cover A cardboard…
David McDonald
31st May 2011
Poetry

I live here

A solitary figure trudging through the street a tourist of the town at night Going back over steps he walked before within the confines of his mind To proud to beg but ask he will seeking enough just to sustain Shielding the public from the terror and pain playing in…
David McDonald
29th March 2011