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Sacrifice

So many moral lines we crossed,
ignoring the lives we cost,
and I felt our cause was lost,
Still I stayed.

Chafing under Axis rule,
with explosives and wire spool,
a Howitzer strapped to a mule,
Battle plans were laid.

And from the mountain tops,
shelled them with mortar drops,
shamelessly burned the crops,
Red Star displayed.

In the night my band was gone,
I was captured in the dawn,
then tried as a partisan
I was betrayed.

Clenched fists raised to the sky,
behind me I hear my mother cry,
for my cause I will surely die,
I am not afraid.

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  • Rheea gold member
    June 19, 2008

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    Every time I read this poem it makes me ill . I feel you were duped in this contest. This woman does not believe in capitalism. You are supporting a political cause though you are too stubborn to think otherwise.
    Having served in Vietnam I do not understand your reasoning.People who are never touched by war are the authorities the beginning and end of it all..Shame on you shame. The woman commented below thought you noble I hope you explain this to her.


    • Sagerider
      June 19, 2008
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      There you are.

      I love you. I love your fire. I didn't write him as a hero, I wrote him as a terrorist. Crossing moral lines to cause deaths for HIS cause. Burning the crops to make the people suffer, hoping to terrorize the people into supporting a minority ideology. The people were caught between two terrorist groups, The Germans and the Communists.
      LULU

      • Rheea gold member
        June 20, 2008
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        And there you are

        Thank God. I love you too for the man you are strong, good and faithful. America is crying out where are her sons and daughters?


  • Rebel 1
    June 15, 2008

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    War and More War

    Your experiences are hair raising and chilling. so glad you can voice them on paper, those like my husband fro the Korean War will not talk about it, never has never will, he told our boys they didn't need to know.He still screames in his sleep.


  • Mairi bheag gold member
    June 14, 2008
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    Excellent. Strong and simple.


  • Lady Ireland gold member
    June 2, 2008

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    Your poetry is so lyrical
    i like your take on this fine poem Del.
    Hope you get a glittering trophy for this.
    Slán
    Dolores xx


  • Melissa Burns
    June 2, 2008
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    wow - I haven't even checked out the pic pompt yet - very very nice poem!


  • Elisabeth Strange
    June 2, 2008
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    Wow! I like this very much! Best wishes in the contest!


  • apoeticinjustice gold member
    June 2, 2008

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    Excellent writing! Very fitting for the picture prompt. This one is definitely a keeper and a very enjoyable read.
    Rory


  • Gold Hat
    June 2, 2008

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    Full of punch! Such a simple structure and rhyming scheme. I do like this very much - I just double-checked the contest and found that famous WW2 photo, and I think you have risen admirably to the challenge.

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