Those of us in uniform
A family does it make
Part is our commitment
And the oath that we do take
Each of us had families
Parents, kids, and wives
These are what we fight for
And for which we'd give out lives
Most don't understand it
Until they hear it true
And then there's no undoing
The actions they must do
It's there they find commitment
To do what must be done
And each day embrace the sunrise and sunset
And not fear the setting sun
3) but, it is the fear of the setting sun that rules them, the rulers. Fantastic poem Emma.
2) …. to stay in power, to rule them against their will, to befool them. Nothing remains! Not even the shredded bones..
The last words of a survivor? Yes! Those opt for a life in uniform realises pretty late that "patriotism " is just a word. Which the rules use against ‘the ruled'
Sorry. Printing error. Please read "Which the RULERS use…"
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
JayJay the poem is outstanding especially the last two lines Bravo!