Drifting through this hell of green,
Trying to remain unseen,
Youngsters really, many a teen,
In a Jungle War e’re their manhood’s seen.
Just think what these kids might have been,
While the dirty politicians preen.
You won’t find them in this scene,
‘Cos they have to keep their hands clean!
Leave the kids in school with the Dean,
And feed the politicians to the War Machine!
(23rd May 2008)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem