Remembrance-Day
Wear poppy on your chest
Remember this soldier.
War-declared, I took part
killed, wounded, lost my life.
Freedom came to me
turned friend; enemy.
We sat, talked, realized:
“The war is too ugly.”
They and I, innocents
All of us who are dead
Killed for sins not happened.
“Who has caused? ” all questioned,
“No one but ministers, ” one answered.
“Religions’, politics’, ambitions’, ”
………..
“They cheat and, steal and, are liars.”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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