Poor Liberia
Something was bestowed on me,
By the Admiral himself,
Right on the war front,
Amid cries from the casualties…
The Ceremony was euphoric,
On a shallow freshly dug graves,
A rare respect for the fallen…
A Diamond star medal-
Poor Liberia
I missed Mama so much,
(I think I was a kid!)
Yet I had powers, a warrant officer;
To try and execute on behalf of Liberia
The Insignia, from the lapels,
Dangled on my neck,
Even on hospital bed,
During my amputation…!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poem is a tribute to a soldier, his patriotism, his valor, his exemplary sacrifice and above all his sad feelings for his motherland. Thanks for sharing, Gabriel. The Insignia, from the lapels / Dangled on my neck / Even on hospital bed / During my amputation…!
Thanks for your comment Manga