IT'S QUIET NOW,

BUT HOW LONG WILL IT LAST?

THE FIRING HAS STOPPED

AND SO HAVE THE SCREAMS,

SO STILL NOW THIS CURSED GROUND.

IT'S QUIET NOW,

BUT HOW LONG WILL IT LAST?

IS THE WAR OVER,

FINALLY, AT LAST?

IN THE DISTANCE A TEARFUL MOAN,

ANOTHER POOR SOUL, SO FAR FROM HOME?

IT'S QUIET NOW,

BUT AT WHAT COST?

HOW MANY PRECIOUS LIVES WERE LOST?

WHAT WORTH IS AN ACRE OF CLOYING MUD?

PAID FOR WITH SO MUCH HUMAN BLOOD.

IT'S QUIET NOW, AND I MAKE ONE WISH 

SO PLEASE GOD, GRANT ME THIS.

 

JUST A GENTLE KISS WILL SUFFICE

AS I EASE PAINFULLY FROM THIS LIFE.

A SWEET CARESS, A WORD OF CALM,

MY HEAD RESTING ON A FEMININE ARM.

A KINDLY VOICE TO SOOTHE MY FEARS

A GENTLE HAND TO BRUSH MY TEARS.

BID ME FAREWELL,

ADIEU,

GOODBYE.

BUT PLEASE,

DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE, TO DIE.

 

IT'S QUIET NOW,

AND TIME HAS GONE BY.

WILL ANYONE REMEMBER ME,

AFTER I DIE?

 

THIS IS MY FIELD NOW,

MY OWN DOMAIN

AND I NEED NEVER,

FIGHT FOR IT AGAIN.

 

                    

 

 

                       A WIFE'S LAMENT  

I'm lying in the hospital, and feeling very sad                  

They said the operation wouldn't be too bad,                           

It's just some bits and pieces that we need to snip away.

But when the 'Old Man' finds out what, I wonder what he'll say.

But it's him that caused the damage, so why should he complain.

It's always men that gets the pleasure, we get all the pain.                 

Just having all his babies, to keep him satisfied.                             

 Will he ever realize the damage done to my inside?

 

 

And now I'm feeling angry, when I think of what he's done.             

Jumping up and down on me, just to get his fun.                   

 When I go home tomorrow, I know just what I'll say,                           

"The doctors told me darling, that you cannot have your play.         

At least not for a month or two, or did he say a year?                          

But never mind, you understand, I know you do my dear.                          

And then of course, you’ll have to do the housework for a while,               

The washing and the ironing”. I’ll bet that makes him smile.

 

 

And now the time for home has come, he’s standing at the door.                

Suitcase in hand, that wistful smile, I’ve often seen before.                  

He comes across and hugs me, in affectionate embrace,                           

The sadness goes, the anger fades, as I look into his face.                     

Yes! once again he's conned me, and I've cancelled all my plan.               

I guess it's just because I love him and he is my man.