THE CRY OF A SOLDIER'S SON.
Excuse me, have you seen my Dad? He is a soldier, strong and brave. He has fierce eyes and a bravery of six lions. I hear him calling but I can’t see him.
He told mom he will be coming back, he said he will bring us a medal of glory but now I hear a different story. He told me I will hear from him often. But maybe he has forgotten.
He told me he will come for the baby shower, we’ve waited and now the soup is sour.
If this be a dream, wake me up!!, if this be a piece of theatre, let the act end!!!.
Let the drums end, let the music seize, let this dance end. It’s sickening
The day you left with your comrades, you all were singing victory songs as you sat at the back of the military wagon.
Were you singing victory into your death?
You left us just like your comrades had left their families. Shame on you all.
What wrong did we do? Did we get born for heroes or horrors?
Every day I hear...