Five!
Five men gone
Gone!
Gone in their prime
Five able men
Gone in their prime
Kenneth, The crown Prince Regent
Levi, his beloved brother
Innocent, the teacher
Innocent, The junior
Able, the only son
Princes!
Yes, all princes ans brave
Same blood
Gone in their prime
Glutton!
Glutton is the war
Abysmal that ate
Five men at their prime
All able
All princes
All gone
Confusion!
Confusion in the kitchen
In the living house
In the palace
And the "Obiri"
Spirits!
The sad spirits
Of the able princes
Five and gone
Stalk every corner
Sorrowing deeply too
For the royal family blood
That mourns for them
Five!
Five! !
Oh! five able men
All princes
All gone
Just like that
In their prime.
(Monday 20th December,1999,5.00am)
War will never bring us peace! ! ! ! Memories. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a sad and touching tale of young lives lost to war. To lose so many from one family is truly tragic. Perhaps someday nations will learn to talk, instead of fight.
Very sad Evelyn. War is never the answer to solving dissagrement and it will never be. Thanks.