by Murray Stewart | Jan 31, 2016 | Poetry
There’s a chair around our table Where my father used to eat Before they sent him off to war And blew him off his feet A captain and a clergyman Came and knocked our door And told my mum that dad Would not be coming home no more My mum she worked her fingers...
by Murray Stewart | Jan 31, 2016 | Poetry
On the 2nd of December Our Government Decided To commit us to another bloody war No one doubts that it is right We have to act, we have to fight To stop IS bringing terror to our shores So we joined a coalition Backed by United Nations And we planned our bombing...
