Colin F. Jones


Why did they die? What for?
Why do we live?
They died for nothing in war:
We had less to give.
They did not die for God,
Nor country nor King,
Now they lie in the sod,
And are nothing.
We, we are the wasted ones,
We who did not die.
We who tended the guns,
Still asking why:
Asking ourselves…
And we lie.