To The Unknown Soldier

The Pawn of The Aggressor

Lie there and die now

You’re a bastard of humanity.

Your Brother’s tools of murder

Still embedded in your liver.

Lie against the bosom

Of your cold Mother Earth.

Your Fatherland cut your lifeline,

Your alien kin was his accomplice.

Sing now your hymn to the chords of the shelling.

Sleep peaceful in your grave of corruption.

The earth of a bomb will soon cover your corpse

Like their orders covered your innocence.

My poetry is a little different from my usual writing — it’s part of me stepping out and stepping up. My hope is that it will encourage you to do the same.

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