The Old Man Is The Veteran 45 Poem by Sari Mavi

The Old Man Is The Veteran 45



I approached an old man who opened the package containing food.
I said greetings, before I say something to him

'The old man, you should taking allowances from the government, so that you did not become a miserable life like this.'

I giving advise to an old man, he is a Veteran 45, the salvage man who had struggled for the independence of the country, with all my self confidence

The old man looked up - pay attention to my face and said:
'Yes my son, ' the old man replied, 'Indeed, I first was given a letter by the Government. But the letter was already gone.
People say the letter is a prerequisite for receiving support from the government.'

'But never mind, I also do not need it. I said, I was struggling not for money, or for a position in the office.
Although I'm working as beggars, as now, but I do not want to make other people's lives become difficult. I've ever lived happily during years ago. Now, it's time to live hard. Life is like a wheel, my son. Sometimes above sometimes below. Just be grateful.'

'Again, I struggled to Indonesia. Seeing Red and White fluttering without interruption it is a matter of pride. Nothing that makes me happy, in addition to seeing the Red-and-White flags fluttering proudly in the land of Indonesia.'

The words were softly - slid quickly from the lips wrinkled old man.
I was stunned - not expected for what it says
Tears rolled down the cheeks, never sensed by me

'Well, old man. As the next generation of this nation we promise to keep the Red-and
-White flags continued fluttered proudly across Indonesia. We must continue to fight for Indonesia beloved, as you when it did it'

The old man replied, 'Thank you my son. Promise yourself, if you do not keep them, you will be embarrassed yourself.'

'If God Allows'. Slowly I stood up and said goodbye to the old man.
'Okay, Old man, take care yours. Hopefully we can meet again.'

The old man smiled, 'Do not forget our struggle, my son.'
I smiled and nodded respectfully

After all, wisdom and sincerity shown by the old man, the Veteran 45, the salvage man of the struggle for independence, it is commendable
May the Lord give him glory in the Hereafter, although it has been wasted by
age

Sunday, August 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: independence day
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Veteran 45 - Independence salvage

Active citizens struggled to maintain the unity of the Republic of Indonesia in the official armed and / or recognized by the government army in the physical revolution between August 17,1945 until December 27,1949
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