Further Away Poem by Baohan Tran Le

Eyes closed, heart stopped
Mouth shut, head dropped
Killed

Another death
Shook us
Another lies
Leave us

Will we stay like this?
Will we live, like this?
Or will we wane, like this?

The way we have been, we have not been fair
The way we are living, we need to change
But how?
When every man is dying for himself
When all our men are killing for themselves
And now?
Nothings left, only the ruins
And your civil war can't tears the blood down from any hand that shed,