Color
Race
It all comes into play in the war
Not Iraq
Not Afghanistan
Our war
When you can’t walk out your front door
When you need to protect your own
When you’re in the family
You’re in
No turning back
Running from the problems in your life
Peace of mind kept by a piece of steel
Is fear respect?
Is respect fear?
This our war
Our way
Hustle to have a place to sleep
Kill so you can walk the streets
Run so you won’t be caught
We never said we liked it
Never said we wanted it
You’re drafted
There is no choice
You’re in
Or out
Or dead
This is our war
We fight everyday
This is out war
And we will survive by any means necessary
Looking at the engraved words
Etched in stone
We fight for this
We fight for them
Don’t pretend to care
Be honest
Everyday we fight
Everyday we grow tired
You don’t know what its like
Instead of chastising us
Help us
This is a war…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifally written, u tell the whole truth in this poem.