Freedom’s Horror

James Clark, is a Trooper of the Household Cavalry. He sends this note. “I wrote this a month after the death of my friend Cpl Johnathan “Woody” Woodgate, when I encountered some protesters shouting abuse outside an Army recruitment office. One of the protesters couldn’t speak English and I was moved by both anger and sorrow to write this, and I wish every one of those protestors would read it.”

Fate again bows its ugly young head,
as two more pine coffins carry two more brave dead,
two union jacks and the streets neatly lined,
two more proud mothers, their grief intertwined.
One was from England the other a Scot,
they both died for each other whether you knew it or not.
Well why did they go there, for the glory? The tan?
Or to protect the defenceless and to come back a man.
The uniform they wore, like a statement of our time.
It says they were different, perhaps two of a kind?
Nah just young lads in the Army, there are plenty around,
but these two now heroes, for they rest in the ground.
The same ground which you walk on when you shout and you scream,
about murder and invasion in the pay of the Queen.
Well let me just ask you, as you stand and you shout,
what freedom of speech, is really about?
When a woman is hanged, for humming a song,
when an infant is beaten for crying so long.
Does it make us lads evil for ending these crimes?
For leaving our own children to give those people our time?
When an Islamist shouts about the Infidel,
he knows he’s no true Muslim and Allah knows this as well.
To beat on your women, to rape young boys after tea,
are no things that any almighty can wish to be.
For a middle class student, from here or a foreign state,
to call a working class soldier scum, makes me more than irate.
Your own rights of freedom are paid by us scum,
who stand up against evil, in front of hells guns.
We’ve seen many things that would bring you to tears
whilst some of us have only been alive eighteen years.
So next time you start, with your rights to rant,
try and study our eyes, and I’ll bet that you can’t.
Behind them lie horrors that you’ll never see,
and the reason you won’t is the soldier like me.

James T Clark

6 thoughts on “Freedom’s Horror

  1. Profile photo of morvennamorvenna

    Amen Shadow……wars are awful…..but as I see it…..it depends what they are about…..for freedom….and justice yes……but just to overtake and control….no…many men and women have gone….so that we can be free of oppression….it depends on the motives…..

    xxxxxx M

  2. Profile photo of helensophiehelensophie

    Sitting at my desk, tears streamed my cheeks as I read this poem. It is a beautiful poem, wrought with sadness, raw truth, and anguish. Lest we all remember this not only today, but each and every day of our lives. May God bless and keep soldiers, each and every one of them, around the world – all the days of their lives. HS

  3. Profile photo of shadowshadow Post author

    Thank you everyone for your comments on the poem . I’m sorry i have not replied to you individually, i am still wary of multiple duplicate post. I’m sure it’s my fault and not the site’s. :D

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