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23 July

My brother Keyvan Ghaemmaghami is the People's Poet for his small town of Newport, in South Wales, UK. He was telling me about a couple of poems he wrote about soldiers who are coming back home and trying to find their place back in society as well as those who gave their lives to defend ours. He asked me if I knew of anyone who could put the words into song. I thought I could blog the poems and see if anyone out there could help?

The Soldier

When I walk back to my life,
after years of fighting
am I me again or am I a soldier?

When I walk back through the path today, yesterday,
and the years that have gone by,
was it me or is it the soldier?

When I touch you,
Could you see me the same?
Or do you see a soldier?

Have I changed in the way I feel,
about things that matter?
Do I jump with every sound?
Am I nervous?
Do I fight in my dreams every night?
Do you see the tears in my eyes?

I am next to you,
but cannot hear you.
Am I the fighting man
you once knew or,
am I broken within?

The secret is, I am a soldier.

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We will remember you
 
we will remember you.
It was cruel and mindless carnage.
It is cruel and unacceptable bloodshed.
The words we repeatedly say,
after each goodbye.

We will remember you,
Oh yes...we will remember you.
We love you dearly.
We'll remember you,
until the next time.

The H bomb, 7/7, 9/11 and unlimited wars.
Why? because we want to
Otherwise, why remember?

Remember me, I am here.
Oh, not till you have gone,
then, we'll remember you.

18:35 | Blog it | Poetry

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