nader baheri


A Soldier's Will


The soldiers march on in the alley
I have to join to the army
Mother, this is my last voice
Sorry, i had no choice
Mother, the hatred is bare
Can't you see them, they are there
Mother, don't cry, i won't die
We will be together, you and I
Mother, the soldiers are the real fighters
Not the politicians, they don't even come to the yard
Without their bodyguards
Mother, when i will be back, open your arms and warm me with your feelings
And forgive me
For all i will have done
For all i will have killed
For all i will have seen

Submitted: Friday, October 05, 2012
Edited: Saturday, October 06, 2012

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  • Rookie - 129 Points Zahra Shariat (3/27/2014 3:00:00 PM)

    Hmm, good Image of a war , It reminded me a Turkish folk song which a soldier talks to his mother , , , (Ana man bir sarbazam Yarali....) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie A Dark Lifetime . (2/17/2013 4:21:00 PM)

    This is exactly how my uncle felt for going to war. And all my other relatives to. They apologies all the time and all I ever felt was sickness. How can someone ask another person to go and fight for their voice? How can a politician say to his people to fight for him, when he cant do it himself? Thanks for sharing another masterpiece, truly thank you! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 15,305 Points Valsa George (10/17/2012 1:54:00 AM)

    Your great zeal to be the guardian of your land is praise worthy, also your love for your mother! A nice poem rich in warm sentiments! Thanks for your invitation! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 936 Points Unwritten Soul (10/11/2012 6:24:00 AM)

    Nader, its true...the true voice is owned by the army and anyone who suffers from their very honest the sacrifice...
    Dont cry for your mother as you are protecting your mother and your motherland, Oh mothers dont cry for them just hold prayers to send for each of your noble children, to fight for love, a love for peace and peace that has meaning for each people here...I will also will never cry and send my prayer if you gone in the battlefield, to back safe in your mother's arm..like we supposed feel them form real sun...and you will back to all, bringing warm to the fire... soldier keep humanity in life and not used to do killing and fill people blood as part of your heart...but if we can be a soldier of peace use mind, and that is what a human should use_Soul (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Greg Uhan (10/10/2012 11:10:00 AM)

    so touching, you are a true soldier of love and peace, may god protect you always in your battles. (Report) Reply

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