deuteronomy 3:26…

deuteronomy 3_26

the brown bag prophet
gave a solemn salute
as he passed
the war memorial
it was the first time
i’ve seen him
tear up
i asked
he was okay
he said
not really
for though
we keep dying
the very freedom
paid for with our blood
is denied
speak of sacrifice
as if
it were a commercial product
to be marketed
general consumption
have the taste
for blood
their own

6 thoughts on “deuteronomy 3:26…

  1. Another wonderful show of your talent. Would you like to lend it to this project?

    We have 100 contributions to date, and I am trying again to rope in as many contributors to the Poets for Peace challenge (in place until this the end of August). The many voices in response to this have been fantastic, and I’d love you to add yours (again, if applicable) if you can. Feel free to use an existing piece of writing or a new one asking for peace and/or about the troubled times in which we live.

    If you are interested, please leave your poem in the comments section of Neha’s bog and it will be added.

    Thank you –
    Your voice matters.

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