For A Mate Poem by Paul Warren
For A Mate
Always a smile sitting there with a grin
He was one of the team would back you right in
But behind the laughter there was real pain
You see it was the last I never saw him again
One night when it was too much to bear
He took his service pistol and ended it there
So the laughter has faded out and sorrow fills the air
Surely the question to be answered is help and not despair.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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2/24/2026 10:04:09 PM # 1.0.0
Such a straightforward and dismal approach to such a sad truth. Heart stopping approach as I paused and wondered of the plight of this man. Truly written in 'eye opening' fashion.