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Sonnet for Drummer Lee Rigby, posted on behalf of Robin Parker from Langley Writers
When soldiers travel as a fighting band,
Part of the risk is they might kill or die.
Back home in England’s green and pleasant land,
The sounds of battle are a far off cry.
Yet on the streets of London hatred sounds;
A young off duty soldier hacked to death.
Brave women out of kindness tend his wounds
And comfort him until his dying breath.
The ...
Friday 14th June 2013 5:50 pm
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