Tale Of A Terrorist Poem by Marton Dezso

Terrorist or patriot? Should we sympathize or hate? That question is present in the world. Your poem emphasizes on that.

We plough the landscape the way we want it to be, but sometimes we're just too greed, we burnt the whole terrains for the new plantation, even if we have to use up some of the inhabitants space.Good writes Marton.

There should be ways to help those who find themselves in situations like that, that they may feel loved to be encouraged not to grow in hate to living in hate.

i wish u try out something in magyar.....i like the number magyar vandor very much in youtube which Hajnalka used to listen in her ipod durring winter breaks way back 2007 when recession was just about to hit england and london the worst.I don't know if they are still working there...i heard later on from a polish friend of mine that Gabor the supervisor married some Polish bar manager called Magda there...good to see internationalisation which should be nowadays in the face of racism and terrorism as an outcome of religious or political issues.

SZIA! very much impressed by tale of terrorist....some 2007 my manager in a part-time retail wine shop would be a hungarian lady some 35 from Szogod...i know few hungarian words apart from her extensive health and safety and wine training...she would be very cordial and down-to-earth...humorous and the supervisor too was hungarian their names i still remember...the lady Bakos Hajnalka and the man Gabor Varga...from a village near Szogod...i dont know if the river Danube flows through there which divides Czech Republic, Hungary and Austria..... I remember that kid whose mom would be killed by a terror-stricken and drunkard husband in the hungarian movie whose english is 'MIDWINTER'S NIGHT DREAM' the lines are like this.... LOok where the Danube kisses the sky Look where it touches your heart riverine.... Your tale of terrorism touched mine too...voted maximum 10 for it..thanks for sharing...

That crying woman and that soldier I wished I had been elsewhere.... How deep this two lines are! Excellent picturization in poetic eye..........

The nights turned out to be colder Having no proper clothes or shelter That crying woman and that soldier I wished I had been elsewhere what a sweet and meaningful poem..i really enjoyed it a lot..well done..you are really doing good poetry..liked the way you write..10/10