“peace Talk” Poem by Melvin Delamente

Your man, my man,
Your blood, my blood;
Your souls, may be save of mine,
Not just a useless thing, but a useful one.

Protects us from the foe of hidden files,
Sacrifice yourselves above the little kites;
You just thinking you’re safe from your leaders deal,
The back of those smiles, a traitor’s sale.

These deaths caused a curious mind,
Leaders make the soldiers fool to his own interests;
This history will be forever in this country,
Reflect it to yourself and see the doomsday.

My dearest soldiers we’re thankful for you all,
You’re great for the youths that we opened our eyes;
Our tearful eyes we boost it for condolences,
Yet weakening heart will strong for greatness.