Colin F. Jones


What does a soldier know of things remote?
His world is surrounded by an enclosing moat
That all he knows is what he’s allowed to hear
Between the bouts of action and his fear.
His world is small and harsh and duty bound
As he concentrates on all the sounds around.
He does the bidding of those who, much like him,
Depict the wider picture as delineation dim.
He dreams of home and loved ones far away
But knows not of their plight from day to day.
And though snippets of news aggravate his thought
His skills remain intact as he was taught.
Of those dissenters back home, who cause despair,
He would not know nor would he really care.