Hell for Heroes by Karl Hemming




The demons and the pain shall last,
the dreams I have of a violent past.

People will watch but no-one care,
the truth of which the world cant bare.

The friends we buried in a shallow grave,
the country not caring of what we gave.

The war we fought for British prides,
tell that to their widowed brides.

Now half the man I used to be,
waits quietly for the blind to see.

1 Comment

  1. Ant Heaford says:

    Karl – an incredibly personal, powerful & thought provoking poem that should be shared & published as widely as possible. Hopefully the blind will then begin to see the light.

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