Remember
Saturday,
Eleventh day,
November.
It is the day of:
"Remembrance! "
Wonder who?
Wonder why?
Wonder what?
I look back,
Nothing is there,
Only the silhouette!
Veterans!
Veterans!
Veterans!
In the wars, I have been,
I have seen displaced,
Saw blood, and injuries,
Body parts, amputees,
And the caskets to carry!
Hate to see veterans,
Hate being a veteran!
I sat to analyze veterans,
Started with the words,
Head-to-toe is worthless!
It defines the murder,
It honors murderers,
Or murdered,
Or injured,
As well as the soldiers,
Fooled to be drafted,
Pressured, encouraged:
"Go and kill the others,
The others are devils! "
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem