About a year ago the daughter of my friend

Decided to come to London

Whilst there she visited me

And gave a camera

That I had lent him

Before he left for Saigon

He wanted to record the city

Before it changed forever

My friend mysteriously vanished

Just before the fall of Saigon

Leaving his bag in a hotel room

This in time was passed to Lucy

Who amongst his papers found

A mock receipt for the loan of the camera

I now keep the camera on a shelf in my apartment

And often wonder what this camera witnessed

Was it something to do with his disappearance

(none of his rolls of film were ever located)

What awful things might this camera have seen

I will never know as its long forgotten war is now over