He has a good haircut and well shaven beard Good meals for the days he is home with me. Two stick-like legs and ten skeletal fingers His ribs are sticking out like tree branches To cover his hollow eyes and scrawny neck Which have become a breeding ground for lice So lie still and let me scrub your whole bodyīarber, please shave off his hair and beard Your unkempt beard scratches my soft cheeks Your beady eyes pierce my heart like an arrow You have been my best friend and my love since we met The group has grown since I have been involved – I say the bigger the better! My Lone Soldier by Jade When it is Wednesday, we look forward to a good time and good food. It has changed a lot but we are always there like a family. I have been a member of Write to Life since 2001. When I joined Freedom from Torture, I didn’t want to open up about these bad experiences because of the torture I went through – my three children, husband, Dad and twin sister were all killed– but when I wrote this poem I felt more at peace. We met at university and this poem is about when he was killed. I wrote this because my husband was a soldier. Over the years, they have built up an impressive body of work. Write to Life members have collaborated with world-class institutions like The Roundhouse, Tate Galleries and the British and Victoria and Albert Museums.
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