by John Sinclair | May 8, 2009 | Poetry
Another soldier dies His comrades stand with tearful eyes The Hercules dips its wing As sad voices try to sing His body is carried off the ramp Lost relatives stand in the cold and the damp The carrying party take him to the hearse As the chaplains quote from sacred...
by John Sinclair | Apr 27, 2009 | Poetry
Where has peace gone? Has peace disappeared and gone underground Can you tell me why peace can’t be found? Has peace died on this wretched battle ground? We can no longer hear her song She would sing it out loud all over this land Carried on the wind and through all...
by John Sinclair | Mar 31, 2009 | Poetry
When l am asleep I can be anyone l want to be I can do anything l want to do I can soar through the air The wind whistling through my hair When l am asleep All my problems disappear They are never close or very near I don’t have the constant dread Or the sad thoughts...
by John Sinclair | Mar 17, 2009 | Poetry
I stand before you Not as a soldier not as a warrior Just a man Nothing more nothing less My weapons are off no use now The armour that protected me has been stripped away Nothing is left No flesh No Bones If this is my destiny then so be it For I fought with honour...
by John Sinclair | Dec 19, 2008 | Poetry
Santa is coming His sleigh zooms through the snow He can hear all children sleeping below He will land on your roof With a slight bump As Rudolph the reindeer leads from the front He will look at his list he has to check twice To see if you have been naughty or nice...
