by Gordon Bruce | Apr 21, 2011 | Poetry
I was on patrol in foreign lands, walking in the heat and on desert sands We stopped our vehicles, to set up a VCP, as I stood there on guard, knowing the enemy could see me We checked the vehicles as they passed, then all of a sudden that an earth shaking blast I was...
by Gordon Bruce | Apr 21, 2011 | Poetry
The sleepless nights the screams of pain, the trauma from war drive me insane Fallen soldiers names I know of by heart, the contestant fighting is ripping me apart Hearing the orders that got a man killed, I try so hard but am turning to pills An argument erupts and...
by Gordon Bruce | Apr 21, 2011 | Poetry
We stand and wait for your flight to land, to your home from desert sands The order came you answered the call, you did your duty you gave it your all You do a job that few could do, you did it with passion and honour true In the rain we wait for you flight, we can...
by Gordon Bruce | Apr 21, 2011 | Poetry
On ceremony parade stand there still, thinking of the fields where men did kill Glory and pride am standing there, memories of battle I’ll never share Am standing there under a thousand eyes, but I see the pair of eyes begging not to die Orders are shouted and we do...
by Gordon Bruce | Apr 21, 2011 | Poetry
You may ask why do what I do? A question so simple an answer so true When you wake up and switch on the TV, do you imagine being at the horrors of which you see How would you feel if you saw something untoward, and you did nothing and a bomb goes off Do you know the...
