It was not me, who beside the sea,
Stumbled upon the shrapnel,
The bombs that fell, the flesh that bled,
The emptiness that was left instead,
Of sand based fun and sea activities,
Makes for a far more interesting walk,
We all love history, don't we?
x
Fabio Caparelli
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bombs-over-bangor/
