It happened on a Monday,
Of that I am quite sure,
Tuesday would have been too late,
As men reckon time; in war

It happened on a Monday,
Between the hours of one and three,
Just to be accurate; I do mean,
The hours following midday – Noon

It happened on a Monday,
As I sat under the apple tree,
Minding my own business,
Of which there was not much – to see

It happened on a Monday,
Along the path that runs beside,
Beside my house that is,
Between the fields of glory; and death

It happened on a Monday,
The reasons I shall not divulge; the whys,
Some secrets are meant to be kept; …
secret; dreams

It happened on a Monday,
As the Harriers departed,
Their vertical lift; recalling,
The land of Falks; invaded

It happened on a Monday,
The war was won; the world was lost,
As I remained seated; under a tree,
Without apples; without fear