Poetry

The stench Of Society

By 24th July 2006December 9th, 2019No Comments

The British soldier lay dead on the battlefield
His Glorious honour and blood merged with gore and soil of his enemies
His comrades body lays dead on an English Street 23 years post War
The busy commuters turn their noses up at the smell
It’s a Glorious sunny July the seventh and they are late for work.

Mack

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