Munro

Balcony man

An old man sits on his Balcony

looking out on you and me 

sitting there with his bonsai tree

looking like there’s a world to see 

 

you don’t know , he fought in a war 

you don’t know ,the number on his door 

you don’t know ,he won the V.C.

you don’t know , he fought for you and me 

 

he’s  up there in his block of flats 

in his holed cardy.and his old flat cap 

wonder what’s going through his head 

does he take his war to bed 

 

you don’t know , he fought in a war

you don’t know , the number on his door 

You don’t know , he won the V.C

You don’t know, he fought for you and me 

 

he watches me feeding the ducks 

by the roadworks and workman’s hut

he’s watching people walking by

not knowing whether to laugh or cry 

 

you don’t know ,he fought in a war 

you don’t know , the number on his door

you don’t know , he won the V.C

you don’t know , he fought for you and me 

 

Comments6

  • orchidee

    Good write Munro.

  • Classicmister

    So sad that many of these unsung heroes are neither recognised nor thanked. A moving poem Munro.

  • Goldfinch60

    So true Munro, there was an old boy in a flat that I used to pass when walking by My River, we exchanged greetings and a few words but nothing of import, then one day he was gone.

    Andy

  • L. B. Mek

    Brilliant!

  • Munro

    Thanks guys , respect for these people , it started as a tune ,,so it’s the lyrics

    • Doggerel Dave

      It is. Even I, tone deaf and cannot understand how song lyrics are constructed can recognise that one. should appear on your next CD.

    • FredPeyer

      Great poem, great song, you nailed it!



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