And I have seen a war
I've seen mothers stand by their gates watching
With tears in their eyes as they watch their sons
And daughters march off, never to return
I've heard the wails of the maimed and the dying
The crippled and the broken
I've seen dead looks in the eyes of men
Who have seen terrors beyond words
Things that broke their hearts and sunk their spirits
We have pretended to weep for the dead
But they are out of the war, out of misery
They do not shiver in the cold nor sweat in the heat
They aren't startled by the sudden noises, the movements in the dark
Being on constant edge because one knows not where danger lurks
Is a thing now foreign to them
No, we do not weep for the dead
Nor do we weep for the dying
For they are free, or they are soon to be
No, we do not weep for the dead
We weep for ourselves
For we are broken and beyond hope
The sun rises and the sun sets
And it all means nothing
For day and night we stand against the tide
We are tired and worn out
This also means nothing
A. SWANTALALA
Comments
hello, nice to meet you,
your poem has opened my eyes wide this morning. you write of grim truths. and you do it well. I shall be on the lookout for more of your poems!
*hugs, Cat
p.s.
No we do not weep for the dead
Nor do we weep for the dying
For they are free, or they are soon to be
No, we do not weep for the dead
We weep for ourselves
For we are broken and beyond hope
I liked these lines best.
Hi, Candlewitch
Thank you for reading my poem and being kind enough to leave a response this positive. You have no idea how much it means to me to finally be able to share my poetry with people actually interested in reading it and get positive feedback from them. It warms my heart
meeting peopl/poets
the best part of neopoet, for me is reading other poets work and offering critique. :)
*hugs, Cat
Meeting poets
It is a beautiful thing because in normal life there's so few of us. I hope the cat is doing okay
hello Trail,
his name was Bennington, Benny for short. he passed away coming up on two years ago. I cannot bear to change the photograph.
*hugs, Cat
Sorry to hear that
I'm sure Benny was a wonderful baby boy and his loss is felt. My mom has one too. His name is Percy and he wont let anyone but me pet him. I can't even imagine what losing him would feel like, so i think you're really strong. Thanks for sharing
Benny,
was also my lap cat and bed buddy. I loved him dearly. thank you for your kindness!
*hugs, Cat
Thank you Ekaterina
Sometimes being a poet is a bit heavy on the heart because of how deeply we feel. But i guess we can pray and wish peace upon everyone especially during times like these. Thank you for reading and leaving a positive response to my poem. I hope to write many more of the same quality
This is a war poem!
And it presents us with an emotional engagement that will be timeless. Well penned!
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Thank you Jackweb
I intended to write about the battle that is life itself. The fight against time that we all ultimately lose in the end. I'm glad some semblance of that shown through. Thank you for reading my poem and taking time to pen a positive response
You're welcome
That's why we are here. Is good to read works of others and this help each other. Do also read other poets and give your feedback.
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