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