WHAT AM I?: Nephilim WHAT AM I?: Nephilim
A teen boy gets killed, but trades his soul for another chance. He changes. A girl notices the new boy with silver eyes.


A Poem by Fabian G. Franklin

Relevant to war and to every soldier deployed into harm's way.


Soldiers. soldiers
Where are you bound
And what are you going to do
With those hand grenades and bayonet blades?
Where are you marching to?

Soldiers , soldiers
Where have you been
Have you conquered another hill?
When explosions cease, will you find peace
Or will you be soldiers still?

© 2017 Fabian G. Franklin

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Some men are lucky. Can put war behind. Some men carry a heavy load till death. The sad part. Old wars kill men years later. Powerful words and thoughts left the reader with something to think about. Thank you Fabian for sharing the outstanding poetry.

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Fabian G. Franklin

1 Month Ago

I know that you have seen many of these soldiers being a soldier yourself...I think combat changes a.. read more
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I agree. Some men are lucky. Forget and move on.

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Fabian G. Franklin
Fabian G. Franklin

Boone, NC

Visit my blog at http://thepoetsparlor.blogspot.com "No great genius has ever existed without some touch of madness." Aristotle "The salvation of man is through love and in love." From Man's Sea.. more..