THE POPPIES IN THE KILLING FIELDS
SADNESS
THE POPPIES LOOK SO PRETTY
IN THE FIELDS SO FAR AWAY
TODAY THE SOLDIERS
WALK AMONGST THEM
AS THEY FIGHT THEIR ENEMY
IN AMERICA WE FIGHT EACH DAY
TO KEEP OUR PEOPLE SAFE
NOT KNOWING ALL ALONG
THE POPPIES IN THE KILLING FIELDS
HAVE MADE THEIR WAY
TO KILL THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE HERE
WITH EVERY LAST BREATH THEY TAKE
THIS LUNACY MUST STOP
WE ALL DESERVE A CHANCE
FOR LIFE SO PURE AND GOOD
WITH LASTING BROTHERHOOD
MAKE EACH DAY COUNT
TO STAMP IT OUT
WE HAVE TO MAKE IT END
THE WARS THE GRIEF
THE DISBELIEF
OF EACH AND EVERY MAN
About the Creator
Joye C Lange
I AM SEVENTY -ONE YEARS OLD, AND LIVE IN OHIO. MY LIFE EXPERIENCES GIVE ME
GREAT JOY TO EXPRESS MYSELF IN PROSE. IN THESE DIFFICULT TIMES WRITING IS
AN INSTRUMENT OF EXPRESSION THAT HELPS HUMANITY.
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