When I am gone and back
If it's true,
Do not put me
In the land of our heroes
Reinvent me
Pass me through a lab
No matter how crude
To become an inventor
Let me through the furnace of wars
To become a real general
Fly me through the sprawling fields
Where birds twirp to fill
The abundance of the earth,
Make me a scarecrow
A whistleblower in the land
Not a pawn on the table of heroes
Without deeds.
tonyadah2019/03/29
You are gone and you are back. To become a real general, you should have freedom and fly across the land. An excellent poem is very brilliantly penned.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very powerful poem Dear Tony.