Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Second poem

British soldiers, side by side
In rows they march, in rows they die
They stand in lines for money,
and kill for country's pride.

German soldiers, in a trench
trained for years to do their best
Unaware of Nazi wrongs
They fight on with the rest.

To soldiers of the United States,
Are you as well to share their fate?
Do you blindly follow your flag?
And kill all those your country hate?

One day you may face the same
when your country chases fame
follow not their blackened name
When they the defenseless maim.

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