by Thomas Murray | Feb 6, 2014 | Poetry
If you have been deployed on an operational tour there’s a duty you have to do before you go that turns your mood sour. For every time you have to do one it gets no better it’s your last words, the last letter If your reading this it means I’m no longer on this earth,...
by Thomas Murray | Feb 6, 2014 | Poetry
Breaking news, that’s what the newsman on the TV said, the MOD regret to announce that another British soldier is dead. Another family hearing the knock at the door they always dread. Politicians wax lyrical about their sacrifice more false words they are scum in our...
by Thomas Murray | Feb 6, 2014 | Poetry
On a dark December night in county Fermanagh evil men with murder in their mind sought to deliver violence of the most horrific kind. The occupants of the DERRYARD PVCP could not imagine the dangers that no one could ever foresee. As the truck approached the...
by Thomas Murray | Feb 6, 2014 | Poetry
She was always there from the start she held close to her proud heart she even sorted out your cuts and grazes even coped with those upset tums those wonderful people the….. Military Mums. They can be soft as feathers or do a rager that will put to shame the biggest...
by Thomas Murray | Feb 3, 2014 | Poetry
“Breaking News” that’s what the headlines said; the TV presenter regrets to announce another soldier has been shot in Afghanistan and is now dead. Before it sinks in and a conscious thought is formed they tell us that the next of kin have been informed. By the next...
