Why

His solemn, unknowing face,

His wide open eyes,

Begging for an answer to his question.

Although he is unarmed,

Hands up,

He is allegedly still dangerous.

Woman coward behind him, as he is their protector.

His cloak rescinds the evil while emitting its refuge.

 

The soldiers,

Living in the dark,

Unseen faces,

Dark bodies,

Wielding weapons that can cast death,

Are unsure of the reasons, but must follow their orders.

Their victims are scared, trembling before their feet.

Their firearms reaching out,

Trying to grab hold of their captives.

 

 

The quiet town,

Without any knowledge,

Gravely overlooks this scene.

The man acknowledges his fate,

Even though he committed no wrong doing.

The soldiers,

Following their tasks,

Know they must finish their mission.

The dead are already covering the street,

Staining it red.

And amongst the chaos, Begging,

And in fear,

The man stands strong.

Reviews

[jjomeiza]

beautiful piece. it reflects what is going on around the world

[W R Stowe]

War is hell and has no fury,although your description of the man is" Christ" like situation wouldn't you agree

[Vincent Eguakun]

I think this poem creates very strong images for the reader to really think about.