by Robert Carson | Jul 5, 2009 | Poetry
When told you never would return The house became so cold That youthful spirit full of fun Who never would grow old. You were not perfect, we often fought You always held your own How proud I was you were my son What courage you have shown. They stole my life, that...
by Robert Carson | Jun 28, 2009 | Poetry
{Sarah} While politicians have spun their lies Brave soldiers fought, brave soldiers died. Words sit idly on the page Sound too self-conscious in their praise. Though your name is written large in gold A memorial-stone can seem so cold. One, who promised much, whose...
by Robert Carson | Jun 21, 2009 | Poetry
In the Great Hall of Infamy you all will stand Who, then, will bow to shake your hands? Your crimes one day the world will know The truth, will like the Fusang grow… Statues of the dead on plinths will stand Your deeds will be by history damned… Many...
by Robert Carson | Jun 2, 2009 | Poetry
Loyal son, and brother, a good friend too We feel such pain at losing you. Yours, was the ultimate human cost What could console us for your loss? Your death would stain the soil with blood Our eyes have wept with tears of love… Such happy memories we have known...
by Robert Carson | Jun 2, 2009 | Poetry
From Camp Bastion you called When you wished us all well. And, then, you went back To that furnace of hell. ‘Out, here, in this s***hole -of Helmand I sit. If a plot for me waits ‘n those lush fields o’ grass Then, I pray to the Lord That this...
