Where Are The Hearths Poem by Jean Bernard Parr

Where Are The Hearths



Where are the hearths
Of warriors
Where are their hearts,
Do they think of home?
Where are the hearths
And the warm loaves
And the hot smell of stone?

Bring me the hearts of warriors
When the bullets are done
Do they dream of fireside
Family and song?
There are no hearts in warriors
Who tell ragged children
They only can do no wrong

Thursday, January 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: warfare
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
the failure of people to talk ends in crippled futures for those least able to defend themselves
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Manonton Dalan 21 January 2016

I read almost all your poems thanks I enjoy it too much I journey with your thoughts... fascinating experience.

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Jean Bernard Parr

Jean Bernard Parr

Sallanches, France
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