A name on a stone
Forever staring east
until the breaking of the Day
when the shadows flee away
A name on her lips
another one of many
in the village looking west
she had given birth once more
A name on his lips
before the darkness fell
from the ceiling beam
from unsustainable life
A name on a form
all of them headed west
later to return
to fight for God knows what
A name on a berth
amended on the sheet
recording his journey into death
from gunshot wounds
A name on a box
headed for the wrong isle
no, he's not ours
but he'll be our hero for good
A name on a stone
a final resting place
not far from the eternal sea
RIP Donald Macleod 79110
