Poems from andydownunder

Dauntless
Explosions.Earthquakes. Armies of blind soldiers marchTo war, brothers on both sides.Hellfire.Warcries.I hold in my hands a gun.I will use...
Wretched Old Man
You’ll do best to go back where you came from, You don’t want to be much around me— For I’m lost, and I’m weak, And I’ve heard that I reek...