by David McDonald | Jul 14, 2011 | Poetry
Twenty two years of loyal service, nothing to show for that A little red book and a few medals, he had managed to keep his hat Action in conflict seen too often, thanks never given enough Now a life alien to him, alone on the street living rough A discharge without...
by David McDonald | Jul 14, 2011 | Poetry
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...
by David McDonald | Jul 14, 2011 | Poetry
Big issue, big issue no thanks not today Big issue big issue get out of my way! You sent me to war; don’t you see who I was? Look what’s become of me, do you know the cause? Big issue, big issue move it sunshine! Big issue, big issue I don’t have the time You want the...
by David McDonald | May 31, 2011 | Poetry
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 bed he...
by David McDonald | May 31, 2011 | Poetry
I lay my soul before you my love, this I give for you to keep I will have no need any more, not now you go on your final sleep My life was you and always will be, living is now going to be hard How I will manage I can’t see my love, a love that I can’t discard I place...