I Marched On

Crushed by WII
Brutal arms of Japan
Father in prison
Brother in heaven
But I marched on

Crushed by Korean War
Brutal arms of North
Goodbye, Father
See you in heaven
But I marched on

Crushed by hunger
Refugee in an island
Fish swam all around
No net to catch 
But I marched on

Penniless in America
Land of abundance
Thirsty and hungry
To climb a mountain top
But I marched on

Yes, I was crushed
By wars
By hunger
By penniless

But I have marched on
Knowing
I have peace in my heart
I have freedom in my heart
I have gold mine in my heart
Nothing can touch them
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Theraven Avatar
February 17, 2020 at 9:56 AM
Hi-Dong, Well named poem for a searching heart. So much loss at the gates of your gold mine. March on friend. -Richard
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace