Victor Nwakanma Poet Elegy

War Regret

Our brothers were born upside down
They were conceived by mistake.....and 
our fathers choose to call them prodigal

Who would have thought as much?
With their faces beaming with smiles as 
their foreheads shone bright with promising future,
There names we never wished to forget because
 they made us live reciting it again and again
But they ended up stamped on grave stones just because 
they were too obedient to pick up the gun and had gone

Now we wished they weren’t born at all
We wished they hadn’t picked up the gun but run
We wished we were wishes
We wouldn’t have wished war.

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Vince Suzadail Jr. September 11, 2019 at 5:24 PM Powerful statement. As a 30 year veteran that never saw war, I was one of the lucky ones, my brother not so much as he was wounded in Vietnam. What would happen if the people told their public servants you declared it, you go and fight it.