he wanted to be invisible
alive but no one could see
In youth it was irresistible
and what he wanted to be
to work on pranks and joking
confuse but unobserved
tickles, strokes, and poking
and more if they deserved
but was was seen protesting
on Cable street front line
against the black shirt strutting
of our tolerance decline
arrested for his opposition
to that glorious parade
he was given a proposition
jail, or the army, to evade
with marching feet he went to war
seen clearly by the foe
to hold the ground in battles roar
how long he did not know
rearguard battle of retreat
to open up a door
to snatch victory from defeat
from the Dunkirk shore
in peace he marched with ideals
his medals his on display
so clearly seen on newsreels
with his military beret
Aldermaston to Trafalgar square
ban the bomb campaign
so proud to say that he was there
against a policy insane
invisible is now so loathsome
he is totally unseen
just a mirage he has become
in a land once so green
just a homeless wandering tramp
seeking a charitable table
filthy, numb, and battle cramped
a mind no longer stable
if you want a superpower
a moral this should be
what will never empower
is crude invisibility
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