Paul Warren Poems

Dancing together is how I remember us
That young summer when life was easy
And what we did together was for us alone
Long summer nights when we were as one
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The bomber flew on in the dark sky
A damaged engine trailed smoke on by
The pilots still sat at the aircraft control
Both died with head wounds in death's poll
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I think about the heroes who rocked my soul
Who have made their mark through life's maul
Do you see them as special for their deeds
That they did more in life than meet their needs
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I want to go to the Australian bush
And breath the fresh air as a rush
Just hear the kookaburras sing
And the freedom feeling it will bring
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Peace is what there needs to be
No more wars, guns or fights we'll see
How many lost and lonely souls
Or death dealt with destruction as a goal
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Do you hear the magpies chortle
As the sun rises over the hills
Do you see a koala in a gum tree
As the wind rattles the leaves
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The devil's here you know
His snarling face doesn't always show
Whispering in your ear
Feeding you those things you fear
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He'd been out of the line
For his Blighty leave
And had marched up
To the duckboards
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They say to be caught on the barbed wire
Meant certain death in the mud and the mire
The artillery shells at first wouldn't cut it at all
Until contact fuses were used in the call
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What do I remember now
I see it again and wonder how
I did those things that were asked of us
And never thought to raise a fuss
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