Look at these dirty hands
that society cant see
love and hope are simple demands
yet pity is all that's given me
I once defended our great land
now the welcome is gone
and all I have is a welfare brand
for ears that echo the battle song
The diluted payment I fought for
takes all I am to extort
from a government that's headstrong
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Brian, such an inspiring poem...10++++