Paul Warren Poems

How many times have we been to the brink
And into the depths of despair that we sink
The Hitlers, the Stalins and the Putins stand tall
To bring us to the cusp to sacrifice all
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I don't want to go down that road again
Remembering the whos hows what why and when
Each time it is the same
To go over it is such a drain
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We meet again at the old Police club rooms
And the years melt away so soon
Old stories are told and remembered again
As laughter rises out of old friends
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Did you hear the church bells ringing
As they herald the coming of the chosen one
Did you hear the sweet voices singing
As they praise the one the angel's have brung
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They were my extraordinary times
When we were together with mate-ship combined
Wearing the blue I walked tall
Easy together for one and all
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Born the son of a digger in country SA
A tough childhood leaving home at 16 to find his way
His course was set early on
When he captain-coached North Whyalla to a premiership won
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The leaves weren't wilted I see
A head of lettuce light green crispy
And I had checked finances to boot
I was confident I could cover the loot
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They rose from the trenches as one
On the Somme the morning it begun
The German machine guns fired on bearings
That cross fired the advancing troops uncaring
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I will ring you out of the blue
Spinning a yarn for money too
And I'll try to tell you who I am
When I lie to execute the scam
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Black is the colour for looking back
As each day will end eventually is a fact
And you move on to the sunshine
In new adventures that are yours to find
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