Brian Joseph Dickenson Biography

I’m girding my loins for the war that’s begun
It won’t be a bloody war.
Just one in fun.
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Picking through old photographs.
Recalling ghosts of the past.
Remembering people and places,
But the pictures are all that will last.
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A screaming silence envelops the land,
Ghostly armies are marching.
Not even the sound of a muffled drum
To mark the soldiers passing.
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Clambering down from the cliffs above, down to the shore below.
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Missiles in the afternoon,
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