Who fought and died for a war not theirs.
Conscripted into the ranks of gun fodder
Limbless they saw all the horrors
And not one iota of benefit
For this was not a war for a better World
But continued misery, under their colonial masters
Not a war to protect, but a war over Africa’s sweet soil.
Whilst all this has gone and been done
We still live in that past
For Africa still scrambles out of that pitiless pit
And the World still reels from our colonial past
The present and the future
Of neo-colonial arms
In Palestine, Syria and the Yemen
They yet live, from palm to palm
Suffering the injustice of seeing their futures denied
Their children killed, yet more cannon fodder for our guns.
(C) Shafeesthoughts
11th November 2018
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