Colin F. Jones

WHAT DO I CARE…?

What do I care for flags and wars,
Memorials and the dead,
Why keep opening bygone doors,
Reliving all that dread.
What is the point; we’ve lived the past,
I don’t want to live it all again,
Yet for a life time it must last,
For tis the vogue to repaint the stain.
Your grandfather and your father too,
Now you and then your son
Part of histories glorious queue
Handing down the smoking gun.
For that’s what conceited humans do,
Because Mother Nature told them to.