I do not hate my enemy,
He fights for all his children free.
‘Tis why we choose to go to war
my child is what I’m fighting for.
We both fight for our liberty
to see our children strong and free.
‘Tis really a strange twist of fate
that sees our love turned into hate.
It is lessen I must give,
I want my child, my child to live.
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Thanks for your contribution Anthony. Its a great war poem.
Anna
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and thus we are infinitely caught in the nonsense of war… i know it is age old,, and i know as long as there are human beings there will be wars… but i don’t get it.. i just don’t….
This reminds me of stories I have heard about the American Civil War, how brothers from both sides would meet at midnight to share stories, then continue the fight the next day. It’s just too bad that both sides of a conflict couldn’t talk it out, rather than come to blows.