A morning early, feed both dog and cat
Time to watch cartoons on the empty lounge
Before Mum gets up and makes us breakfast
When school time comes we'll slow right down of course!
Days in my class are fun learning with friends,
Were it not for the lessons and homework,
Whole days spent learning when it's sunny outside
Not playing football and scoring great goals,
Debris is Mums' sad word for my bedroom
Moments pass and she says clean it up again,
Scarred marks on the wall from my goal practice,
With improvements on last year up two grades,
Wars' on the field, but we've got the best team,
Delusion, the other team thinks they have too.
Danny Draper 18/6/2013
There are no winners in war, no best team, just losers. Good one Danny.
I like this one. It shows me that I don't have to worry so much about others and what they're doing. I have love in my mind. Memories of goals in sporting events. Friends and lessons which made me who I am. Thank you. -Ralph
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The opening is wonderful because it leads us to the normal the uneventful every day routine in life and then you bring the fresh reminder that war is always there Debris is Mums' sad word for my bedroom this could mean the typical knick nacks found in a child's room but it subtly suggests the rubble of a bombed in house, and the falling world of normalcy that war destroys. and the child's mind to rearrange the chaos into their world view. Were the lucky once and we don't see it