infinite wound.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic

war tatd all i can say our own war.

While i bleed

i cry

as i cry i sake

I sake in same.

 

Here i am a soldier.

A crying soldier

i feel dishonored.

I should not cry.

 

I am a hero to my people.

i am god like to my people.

But to them i am a monster.

A killing machine. a nightmare.

 

But to my people.

I am a hero, a father.

A son,  a cousin.

 

I am those whom i kill a monster to them.

I did not choose to be a monster.

My people, my country asked me too.

I love my people , so i will be a monster to them .

 

 

 


Submitted: February 01, 2012

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