Do bullets see colors?
Are bombs saved before
They fall?
Do bayonets go to heaven?
Does terror ever pray?
And rape, some baptism?
Do tanks carry Bibles?
Is starvation repentance?
Do the dead bodies of children
Ever find God?
Or is not war...
The bread crusts our demons
Feed upon?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It only takes you a few words, but they pack a 20 tonne punch, I think its interesting you mic a lot of religious aspects with articles of violence, you can almost say religion is the yeast. There are lines in this I can say are going to be with me for a long time.