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April Winner <strong>No</strong>: 2<br />

FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE<br />

April Winner <strong>No</strong>:1<br />

WE ALL FEEL IT<br />

by Christopher Boyce, Ex RAF Gulf War<br />

1990/91 Veteran<br />

WHENEVER you feel down and depressed,<br />

whether you were Army, Royal Air Force,<br />

Royal Navy or Royal Marines,<br />

no matter who, what, where, when or how ,<br />

we lived as one, we fought as one and we feel as<br />

one.<br />

Every time a fellow brother or sister dies or is<br />

injured no matter what,<br />

WE ALL FEEL IT.<br />

Think back to the news or the Facebook pages<br />

or Twitter feeds that you have read,<br />

VETERAN WITH NO FAMILY TO BE<br />

BURIED ALONE<br />

or<br />

WW2 HERO TO HAVE NO ONE THERE FOR<br />

THEM<br />

How many of you wish you could be there ?<br />

How many do go and show their respect?<br />

I bet if you could every single veteran would be<br />

at every single fellow veterans funeral till the<br />

day it is their funeral !!<br />

Why? Because WE ALL FEEL IT.<br />

<strong>The</strong> next time you turn on the TV or look at the<br />

Facebook page or Twitter feed you see that 100,<br />

500 a 1000 people turned up, the local Royal<br />

British Legion Standard Bearer went along,<br />

How many of you smile then thinking "we gave<br />

that brother or sister a good send off"? Because<br />

WE ALL FEEL IT.<br />

Whether we are Old or Young,<br />

whether we are bedridden, in a Wheelchair,<br />

Limbless, Blind, Deaf, Suffer Mental Illness,<br />

PTSD,<br />

Have been poisoned by cocktails of drugs that<br />

supposed to save us, keep us safe and well ,<br />

what ever our conditions,<br />

WE ALL FEEL IT.<br />

So when you receive that letter from the<br />

Veterans Agency, SPVA, ATOS, DWP, ESA or<br />

whoever and it say <strong>No</strong>, Never give in,<br />

<strong>No</strong> Retreat, <strong>No</strong> Surrender, you fight and fight,<br />

you write and write, you ring and you talk, but<br />

remember this,<br />

Never let them grind you down,<br />

Why Because WE ALL FEEL IT.<br />

So whether we served a day, a month, a year, a<br />

decade or a lifetime we are members of thee<br />

greatest band of brothers and sisters we will<br />

always answer the call,<br />

And Why? Because WE ALL FEEL IT.<br />

WE WILL REMEMBER THEM.<br />

Win This<br />

Fantastic Title<br />

Great War centenary books fell like shells but Before Action,<br />

Charlotte Zeepvats meticulous biography of young war poet<br />

<strong>No</strong>el Hodgson, hit hardest...Usually Zeepvat writes about royalty;<br />

here she describes true nobility.<br />

Tip-tap whisper steps<br />

On limed splint<br />

Boarded oak,<br />

Sang stained apron<br />

Of blade creased starch.<br />

Cauled birth sheet<br />

Set square<br />

Unto the dimming living light,<br />

Sigh and moan<br />

For mother dear<br />

Beneath angel bedded arch.<br />

<strong>The</strong> cut and thrust<br />

Of hero battle<br />

Is dead, undone.<br />

<strong>No</strong> man here<br />

Will sabre swing<br />

This sallowed night,<br />

<strong>The</strong>y are but flesh,<br />

Blinded in eyes<br />

Seeking heaven’s light.<br />

Only bonnet maid<br />

Is witness<br />

To their final earthly plight.<br />

In this haven of healing<br />

A moving shadow is clear,<br />

It’s halo lit<br />

‘Neath glowing golden lamp.<br />

Beneath humble acropolis<br />

Athena seeks her wisdom<br />

As the owl scours<br />

<strong>The</strong> burnished fields of battle.<br />

Devotion in hair twined armlet<br />

Girths a wrist<br />

Extends the hand of mercy.<br />

For on this Crimean dawn<br />

<strong>The</strong> nightingale has risen<br />

And awakened the winged nurse<br />

Upon which healing history<br />

Will be forever borne.<br />

Terry Buchanan<br />

To have a chance at winning this fabulous book, simply email<br />

your poetry to: jane@sandbagtimes.com<br />

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