Building The Wall
We needed to draw a line so why not draw it here
Through this empty country only a god could love
Where the heather reaches all tickly up to the knee?
In theory, of course, our soldiers, hard pressed but hardy
Could have carried on marching north and carried on marching north
Till the land grew too cold to farm, but frankly why bother?
Here was a ridge just right for putting up towers
And setting with fires like the crown of Roma Dea.
With a fall of some fifty feet on the northern aspect.
A walk on the wall is an education in civics.
It braces one in one’s faith to see where things end
And to know that this is as far as even an emperor
Can go with a boy at his side who is dressed like a girl.
Leaving The Wall
I met with some of the boys under the wall last night.
For a final bevvy.
We’re moving out in the morning, going, oh god knows where.
Ours not to reason.
It’s the vets I feel sorry for. They’ve got a stake in the province-
Native wives, native kids.
Will they hang on now the army’s no longer there to guard ‘em?
Most probably not. .
But Piso, demobbed last year, says he’s seizing the opportunity-
The place will go to the dogs,
The tribes will fight each other, as they’re always itching to do,
It’s in their blood.
And be too busy feuding to guard against the picts or the longships.
Give it a year
Maybe two and the wall will be down, the cities empty, the whole country wide open
Ripe to be plucked.
Give me fifty, no twenty horse -he says- time-served men, seasoned campaigners
And- fuck Caesar-
I’ll sell myself to some new king, make myself indispensable
Work my way up,
Then carve out a kingdom to share with my mates- raw, bleeding, the very best cut.
I wished him luck.
I’m afraid I like regular meals to much for that sort of game.
Too lazy perhaps.
Whatever, I’ve got no love for this country. I’m sick of police work,
I’ll die someplace else.
Besides we’ve been promised a war. A proper one. Marching in formation, fighting in formation
Like we’ve been taught.
I’m hoping they’ll send us where the woman aren’t all redheads
And you don’t need socks.