Peaky Blinders

"Peaky Blinders"

War does things to a man

He does the best he can

Echoes of that hideous time

Can lead to a life of crime

Money on his mind, he plots

To his family, reveals his thoughts

Arthur, Polly, Ada and John

Loyal as the day is long

Enemy's lie in their midst

Knives, guns and bloody fist

No peace, not for him

Moments of joy are slim

Sleep does not come easy

Violent dreams - sick, queasy

Nevers shattered he strong

Battles are still raging on

In his mind he sees her face

His one true love, his lady Grace

She is gone his soul is black

Fear of death he does lack

Got to feel for this man

He does the best he can

Thomas Shelby needs no minders

Do not f**k with the Peaky Blinders

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Reviews

[John the Baptist]

After every war there seem to be those who need to keep on fighting. They may end up as outlaws or mercenaries, and this poem captures the spirit of one of these. The presence of PTSD is inferred, which is a major contributor to the tragedy of the man.

[KT-B]

Great insight to the plight of veterans John - this poem was about the series Peaky Blinders, a family in Birmingham who lets say bent the rules and were a bit lawless - the head of the family Thomas Shelby was the veteran struggling to cope - as you suggested PTSD a factor there - thank you for reading and reviewing :)