My Poems

For Peace

“” I served 32 years in the Armed Forces and when I hear of one on my own being killed on the battle field, I am saddened. This poem is one that I penned when I heard the news of another loss of life in Afghanistan. “”

A battle gruesome
I fought this day
In a harsh rugged land, far away
Amidst the chaos
The contest grew quiet.
I lay down to rest and dream of home
Speaking with mom, kissing my bride
Walking with dad, washing my car
Cutting the grass beneath blue clear skies
Grilling some ribs, drinking cold beer
Laughing with family, dining with wine
Holding my child, visiting friends
Wearing clean clothes, a suit so fine.
But alas.
The conflict of battle, for me, is over
Dust and sand settles upon my face
The heat of the day grows cool in a way
The warm ochre walls turn a pale cold gray
The mountains give way to distant darkness
A tree reaches high towards the sky
Grasses bend and birds fly
My friends, towards me race
Telling me not to go
I smile at them and shake their hands
I close my eyes and thank them so
I found peace today, my body quiet
It floats on eight and flies by night
I am going home, others at my side
We will travel that highway
For all to wave
As we pass by
Arriving home to the pipes
Singing a lullaby
And biding farewell to all who cry
My battle of glory was fought this day
I died believing that I died for peace
I am not alone with this thought
I am sure.
Many others say it’s so
Many others say it’s so
Cpl Nicholas Raymond Beauchamp
Pte Michel Levesque
Les Héros du Canada
17 November 2008