The Only Way by Lynn White



We stood in line
for our marching orders
to march
all in order
one step at a time,
or all together
just as ordered.
What a blast that was.
What a blast we had
following the orders
of our masters.
It’s the only way
to settle the squabbles
of our masters,
and the grievances
of their paymasters,
just for a time.
they’ll do it again!
we’ll do it again
following our orders.
And again.
and again.
It’s the only way
or back.

© 2019 Lynn White


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Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud ‘War Poetry for Today’ competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Apogee, Firewords, Vagabond Press, Light Journal and So It Goes Journal.

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