No Glory

No glory found and no guilt ever apportioned

For those guiding young men to wars uncautioned,

The chosen so often of colour, unlearned or the piss poor.

But true heroes they’ll be if they do win by force majeure.

No glory found and no guilt ever apportioned

For those guiding young men to wars uncautioned,

Ticker tape parades and medals for those making it home,

For the rest, your name on a glorious dome.

No glory found and no guilt ever apportioned

For those guiding young men to wars uncautioned,

But see those with the wealth they do not give a toss

Knowing their greedy interests will not turn a loss.

No glory found and no guilt ever apportioned

For those guiding young men to wars uncautioned,

Not their sons to die in some foreign land

But here they come marching so strike up the band.

No glory found, and no guilt ever apportioned

For those guiding young men to wars uncautioned.

Because Angels Are In White…

The poem is on Doctors who were heroes to us in the time of Covid-19

The Book is Being Written

How we observe and how we reflect.

The Dreary Faceless

The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.

The Model House

The facades of a perfect home.

The Woman Who

This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.