Colin F. Jones

LET US FORGE OUR STEEL

Let us forge our steel
As we await the next event,
Lest we be brought to heel
By secret forces sent.
For peace is a time
Set aside for the soldier’s skill
To be sharpened and honed
That instantly he will kill.
The shepherd falls asleep
In the heat of a summer’s day,
But a soldier sleeps not,
That intruders, he’s able to slay;
And by his accurate shot,
His children are able to play.