For God And Country..
Borders alarms abuzz
The lads rise to the Sands that brew within
Winds howl the sand
And mountains of dunes form
We shall not let it stand
In the wake of our countrymen
The Crown shall not fail us
Not in this hour of abundant need
The red berets
Tag their scouts
It's time to defend our cause
You walk in the desert of the uncertain
And we
The people....
Shall not relent
I'm the face of God and Country...
YOU ARE READING
road to nowhere.... somewhere...
PoesíaIt's an agreed coalition of the willing! Airlines agreeing to feed the "esteemed travellers" with miniature stuff, nations hoarding gas and water to pass a UN resolution at Newyork, Geneva, Nairobi and Vienna. We are all playing "house" .
