The Military Love Poem by Ana Z. M.

The Military Love



Men think love is like a victory march,
they go on and place a flag in a new undiscovered place.
Then they turn away, marching to conqueer new territories,
leaing the one left with a lonely and hopeless flag.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: hopeless,lonely
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