I am the poet of the world wars and walking through the land of tears.
Century of wars,  Poems

YOUR CHILDREN

SO BEAUTIFUL

They found them on the battlefield
And they were motionless
They had beautiful hands
Gently laid on the ground
As if they had wanted to stroke
They found them
And their bodies were so young
Perhaps they were praying at night
And nobody today still knows
How much they loved

……………………….

They had such delicate features on their faces
On face perhaps now they have a shadow
You will only spot fear, pain
Yes and innocence

Under the bodies is the sparkling grass
However, it has a red color
Oh, why did they have to suffer so much
Why did you in tears let your men
not your children, to wage war
And for what?
Hopefully, will bring them peace
Perhaps sin did not reach them

(12/2000)

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