Real Courage

a poem by william andrews, Greece

Do we
from our
Forefathers Memories
when they
shat them selfs
in fear

in the shield wall
deep inside
i shouldn't be here

to back down
one hand
held out in peace
the other
holding a gun
crying out
we want our freedom
the freedom to think
the freedom to feel
the freedom to be

As those
who stand the shield wall
to understand
the hand of peace
will be cut off
at the wrist
and as they see
the darkness
drawing near
they pray
for their family's
and then think

Is it not
a beutiful day
a good day

to Die

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