The life I have led since both have died
Has never seen a day, where I haven't cried
The void within so impossible to fill
So went to the doctors to ask for a pill

This pill I am on, it gave me a chance
I finally grew hope that my life would enhance
But still the tears begin to flow
And deep within, my heart stays low

Was hoping for this miracle cure
To make my heart complete and sure
But that wont happen, now I see
For the sadness within will never be free

My mum living her life so happily
Cancer happening silently
A disease developing while no-one knew
The cancer within just grew and grew

Before we knew the cancer took hold
I was with her when bad news was told
How do feel when faced with this
I held my mum tight and gave her a kiss

The seconds that passed were the death of me
Truth be told I wished it was me
How do I even begin to cope
Now that my life has lost all hope

I knew when I saw the doctor's face
That my mum would leave the human race
We sat in a room, did nothing but cry
Searching for answers and asking why

How do I cope now my mum is not here
Her love and support are not so near
I long to hold her close to me
Only then my sadness will be finally free

Choices

There are men who choose no army more
Who opt to go to lands ashore
Engage in jobs that seem surreal
Yet most of society will never feel

Protection is their only aim
Not looking for people to kill and maim
Safeguarding those who want to rebuild
Who are experts in their given field

The dangers they face each day and night
Cannot comprehend their woeful plight
The burdens they carry, must be such a load
Hoping each day for an even road

To most of the nation, you are a stranger
But for our country, you are in danger
I have to admire your choice of route
On behalf of the ignorant, I have to salute

Repatriation
The leviathan of the sky does land
In England’s green and pleasant Land
Its cargo is more precious than gold
The body of a hero, bold

Once the giants’ engines stopped
The cargo ramp is gently dropped
Carried by six on shoulders true
The hero is saluted by the crew

The coffin draped in a union jack
Is slowly carried out the back
Out of the dark and into light
Slowly down the ramp and to the right

The six approach the hearse all black
And place the hero gently in the back
The six then turn and march away
Their duty has been done this day

Politicians usually have much to say
No sign of them near here today
They hide away and out of danger
Much easier if the hero is a stranger

The hearse with its precious load
Moves slowly out onto the road
The floral tributes line the route
While comrades snap a smart salute

At the edge of a Wiltshire town
The cortege slows its pace right down
The streets are packed, many deep
Some throw flowers, most just weep

The crowd have come to say farewell
The church bell rings a low death knell
Regimental standards are lowered down
As the hero passes through the town

The cortege stops and silence reigns
The townsfolk feel the family’s pain
The nations’ flag lowered to half mast
Our brave hero is home at last

Sgt Andy McFarlane, 2009.

And this is one I wrote in response to the one my sis wrote (I know, I also need to get a life) lol


All nice and secure inside my mummy
Then all of a sudden comes the rumbling of her tummy
I feel myself being pushed along
Now feel in a place where I don’t belong

Through narrow passages and tubes so tight
Something here just don’t feel right
More speedily now my travels appear
The end is in site I feel it so near

The grunts and groans that leave her lips
As I follow the course with all its dips
Now a light appears at the end of the tunnel
But what is this it looks like a funnel

I find myself being expelled at speed
My mummy has done the dirty deed
Down I splash, the water is cold
Now where do I go, I was never told

The tissue falls on top of me
All I know, is I have to break free
That bend is now looking so inviting
So I swim for that, this is so exciting

Without even a wave, I dive and now gone
Not even a letter to say dear John
I am off to a place much nicer and newer
In the brochure I think they called it the sewer

Ghost Turd

This one was written by my sis (I know, she needs to get a life) lol

The feeling grows as you sit and wait
Not just yet, to sit in state
Plenty of time before the mighty arrives
Plenty of time before those sighs

Walk a little, ponder at life
This pleasurable experience for husbands and wives
Small tiny babies, toddlers all
They all learn when nature calls

There, now, its time has come
To take the seat , expose the bum.
The best feeling a person has
As you sit and squeeze to let it pass.

Nothing feels greater as you excavate
The inners of your self and wait
To peer at the mighty job
That feels as huge as a ten ton log

But wait, what’s this where has it gone
The thing that took you all morning long
To expel from your body, the stink is there,
But where oh where oh where oh where?

Straight down the pan and round then bend,
Is that it is that then end?
The clean up now, as the disappointment shows
Glaring at the pan as the water flows

For a moment you wonder, did this thing just go
As you try not to feel so darn low
You know it happened for the splash you heard,
Or was it again, just a ghost turd

The work you do is done in silence
The things you see include such violence
You give so much and no-one sees
Despite petitions and many pleas

You gave your country many years
But all that now falls on deaf ears
Recognition at least will be a good start
It’s over to our government to now take part

Ex army now as you can guess
The higher powers now need to address
You sacrificed so many years
And put aside your heartfelt fears

But now you feel like you’re alone
And hurts you to the very bone
A pat on the back a shake of the hand
A simple thanks for protecting the land