My Lives and Deaths
A Union soldier climbing
up Missionary ridge,
I never made it to the top,
A Japanese cook on a submarine,
sunk in WWII,
A young peasant farmer,
somewhere in the Mid-East,
My sister raped and killed
by rogue soldiers, as I hid
in shame
A simple castle guard in
the mid-ages
and so many more
the Atlantis life I've
dreamed off,
so many times before.
who knows if these memories
are true, or of imagination
my mind does trick me too?
I don't know what to believe,
I leave it up to you.
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