On Courage i.m. Geoffrey Wentworth   Courage is the slow burn virtue Necessity propels it Wake up, remember, endure, repeat Unlike the short sharp bang of bravery What compels you to it may ask years of you   I know now your dignity was in denial Of all of us you knew the score Resolved to see it out in silence Ignore the rising tally of the falls The telltale gait Pretend that you were still deciding Whether or not to walk through that door Laugh it off, as soldiers will, to overwrite the fear   I wish now we…