William H.A. Willbond MSM, CD
THOUGHTS OF CYPRUS IN VANCOUVER RAIN
John’s daily train, getting fit in rain,
each day he pumps the pedal
When he was young, in dust and sun
they gave John Leighton a medal
‘Twas from the UN, away back then,
and he went down to Fama G
when I think about those UN dry days,
these thoughts come back to me
The noble peace prize in December 88
was finally given a wee bit late
It was won by all who served the UN
another guerre by de cause by de Moslem
an at dat time dey were killing Greeks
of the Orthodox persuasion
again in 1974, Cyprus, became a hotter war
the island received another invasion
Each Airborne guy who had to die
told us there was no peace
that deep within there was the sin
of war between Turks and Greeks
and we were there for thirty years
of death and wounds and shedding tears
In that cause for the UN, Canada lost o’er 30 men
Some say it was just a walk de cake
But some at night, still dream and shake
And some are treated not too kind
‘Cause they were wounded in their mind
Thank God it did not happen to me?
I ain’t de one wid de PTSD?
I’m just an old pensioner who still thinks
it helps ol’ soldiers to visit wid de shrinks.
So I took the life review programme
An’ I think it made me a much saner man?
An’ I just carry on, de best way I can!
©Copyright May 29, 2006 by William H.A. Willbond MSM, CD
Inspired by the blog entry, “Where The Sun Don’t Shine” ©Copyright May 29, 2006 by John-Ward Leighton