Colin F. Jones


The protests of the people come during the war.
The protests of the soldiers come after.
Neither reveals what they were fighting for
And misery is soon overtaken by laughter.
The perished and wounded pass into the past;
More memorial monuments are erected.
Claims for compensation are increasingly cast
And many are subsequently rejected.
There is a period of peace elections and more,
Take place as the nation recovers,
Then off we all go, back into a war
Claiming it the desire of a God up above us.
But few of us know what we are dying for
Except that it’s not for ourselves but for others.