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The Gulf, The Ghan, the Middle East 

I looked at the devastation.

The pictures of the maimed.

Headlines that screamed!

For the dead it portrayed.

But it's not my war I said!

Mine had fields of yellow, blue vistas.

We fought for Britain, and its crown.

But you'd not know that........

But I still hear the gunfire, the shellfire, 

and the bombs .

Though I no longer stand amidst....

Those windswept, fields of gold.

A part of my heart, is always ...there!

For that was my war............

And it was a bit further South .

Giajl © Jim Love