Colin F. Jones


Look to your own; your defects are enough,
To keep you occupied for your term of years,
You may be forthright even think you’re tough,
But you like others have your inner fears.
Most serve their country by what they invest,
By toil and sacrifice working to survive,
Most people die having given of their best,
Prayed for soldiers that they return alive.
They’ve fought disease, poverty and despair,
They’ve lost their children to disease and war,
They’ve witnessed famine; destruction everywhere,
Struggled under bombs few soldiers saw.
Look to your own for no man is unique,
Who would for self-appraisal need to seek