dead bodies...
American planes scorch the air,
birds of prey, looking for a reason!
lines of foot soldiers moving forward,
tanks, machine gun fire....
no Middle East sands,
no mountains of Afghanistan....
the heartland of America!
and the day of reckoning!
the price of freedom,
.........blood vs. oil!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i am very glad to comment on this great poem first...... you just expressed the truth... brave attempt... great