thriveni c mysore Poet Tristich

tell them, tell them all

IRON MAIDEN - A MATTER OF LIFE AND DEATH:  
The Legacy [Gers / Harris]
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Tell my family
I am not coming back
I am sent off to war

I signed up for this
I am trained to fight
I fight nobody

Tell them truth
I am well off among
The dead and the dying

I can’t be maimed
I can’t be idle
I am trained to die

Tell them, I prayed
To give y’ll strength 
To bear my loss

For I am sent to war
To bear the cross of
Someone’s ego and lies

Tell my mother
Birth is cheap
Death is cheaper

Son of soil, they call me
I fight for soil, yet
I yearn for peace

Tell my brother
Fear not death
I die for other, just like the other

Tell my sister
Not to pray for me
But to pray for peace

Let peace be bought
Not by blood, not by money
But by His Divine Grace

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Karen Jones March 21, 2025 at 11:08 AM You’re on a roll! Keep your winning boots on and pen in hand! lol Congratulations poet! thriveni c mysore March 22, 2025 at 1:39 AM hey, thank you dear friend. Thank you very much for kind visit and sweetness dear poet. means a lot.

Robert James Liguori March 21, 2025 at 10:15 AM Another powerful poem. Nicely done. thriveni c mysore March 22, 2025 at 1:36 AM Thank you so much dear poet. I am honored and glad. Thank you for today's joy, am grateful as ever.

Sara Kendrick March 13, 2025 at 5:18 AM Yes, war is horrible. It is said that only the rich and older men had to go to war there would no longer be any wars. Thanks for sharing this one with us. There are a lot of Tristich poems in the Bible. Sara K thriveni c mysore March 13, 2025 at 7:35 PM I agree dear friend, you say it well. enlist all the politician's children to frontline, there will be no question of war. thank you for your kind visit dear poet. thankyou.

Victor Buhagiar March 12, 2025 at 11:22 PM I had to do some research here. I never use this form, I prefer free verse. The title seems to imply some musical band about which I know nothing. I read you're from India, quite a log way from me as I live on a small island, Malta, quite near Italy. Still I like the content of your poem, especially the last stanza. thriveni c mysore March 13, 2025 at 7:32 PM Malta is a beautiful country, you are blessed with serenity. War evokes mixed response dear poet, but when will humankind growup if stuck to old habits, no guess. It is sad that we are not learning by history. Thank you for your kind visit and precious words dear poet, means so much to me. Thank you for your time.