Goodby, My Best Friend
It was during the Korean War
Mother came and said
Avoiding my gaze
We don’t have enough rice left
Even for people
Even for people?
Meaning?
Not for my best friend?
That night I couldn’t sleep
With all kinds of thought
Knowing what Mother meant
Next day, old man came
With wrinkles all over his face
Put a muzzle around Kwedong
My best friend
And took her away
Feeling numb
I watched her
Walking away
As she turned the corner
She looked at me
With her usual smiling face
She seemed to say
I understand
Goodbye!!!
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