An Epic War (Midnight Massacre) Poem by Michael Fischer
An Epic War (Midnight Massacre)
The sun blinds the victim
in the midnight massacre.
He’s left to fend for himself;
his allies are obstacles,
and his survival lies in their
shallow lakes of blood.
He hides in his plastic fear
and lets out a cry for help.
The man becomes a boy
while the enemy looks on!
Thats a very powerful expression in your poetry. Nice work keep on writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 8:31:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very good poem this one Michael you do have the the gift of empathy