He Is Dead - A Poem

I saw a man die today

He was long gone

Rushed to far away land

Leaved his faithful wife

Great son

And wonderful daughter

To follow

His Master’s commands

Now finally…

He is coming home

Wrapped inside that so called honorable dress

Fully decorated with medals

Losing a beating heart….

What is it for?

Those medals

And honor,

Compared with tears and pain

Inside his family’s hearts;

Which one worth the most?

What is it for?

Having his name written on the wall of honor

One tiny spot between so many

Another lost soul

Another sign of the coming

Of next painful years

Inside his family's life

Is it worth the price?

He will never see his beautiful daughter growing up

Become as beautiful as the rose

And as sweet as Juliet

Winning so many hearts

Being admiring by boys

While her father is not around

To teach those boys how to behave

In front of his precious daughter

He will never see his son

Standing in the podium

Win another trophy

For sport he used to taught him

He will not able to be there

To share the happiest moment in his beloving son's life

He will never see his wife

Getting old and become little chubby

Wrinkle everywhere caused by the joy of laughs

Of so many happy days she feels

As real blessing in her life with him

And from now on, maybe

It will never happen again

The laugh, the joy and the happy days has gone

No longer listed in her future hope

Since the life become so empty

Without the man of her family...

I saw a man die today

After I allowed him to go

Just few months ago…

Please forgive me, my Children.

I had killed your father.

Hello there, how are you?

This is the third poem for the Hubpages writing contest. I hope it is enjoyable enough to be read. If not, please forgive me.

This originally written for a contest to honoring veteran in my country but somehow, I couldn’t able to gathers good point of their service as much as the pain of it.

I know there is a meaning of war and sometimes it is have to be done. But somehow in my mind I believe, there is always way out, than let our family trap inside the pain of war. Well, this is not mine to decide but I wish, world can considering human’s life way above the greed, the honor and the pride of their nation. Is this too much to ask? Ah yes, this is too much indeed. :(

I heard about those wars of several countries where chaos become so casual and human’s life just like candle under blowing wind, happening at the moment while I writing this line. I can’t imagine become one of it citizen. It might turn me into different person or simply killed me in the process because I might not able to sit tight and do nothing for my fellow citizen. As much as I hate the war, I will become its tool too, without really understand why I have to be involved. This must be how it becomes for all people who live under the war; being force to save their own life.

Then why, for you who live in good peaceful life, you willing to give up everything, your wonderful family, your happiness and your future, also your precious life, to start another war? Well, hopefully it is not because you just blindly follow the Man while he is actually nothing but the greed of this world.

Hope you all have a nice day there

Freya