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Read Poems by Broken Wings

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A War Far Away

          My brother was a real beautiful baby
     and the sweetest little brother  a sister could have.
He wanted to be a peacekeeper- thats what Canada is famous for,
      so he enlisted and oh gosh, he did look handsome . . .
            then, he left on a peacekeeping mission.

           It was to a country I did not know
     far away, a foreign land and a foreign war.
We watched the television at the horrific scenes of bombing-  fighting,
      father would tell us don't worry he's a peacekeeper . . . 
             as time rolled on and we accepted his dream.

          Those images of roadside bombs scared me
    those news cast reports of fighting breaking out all over,
of terror groups who have no value for life-  theirs or anothers.
      Anyone who says peacekeepers don't die is wrong . . . 
             I often kneel at my brothers military grave.

          And lay red roses for that sweet little boy
     who died a hero with dreams of peace in the world.

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May 24, 2017

Written for the contest, Foreign War
Sponsor, Lewis Raynes

Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2017

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  1. Date: 5/24/2017 11:40:00 PM

    Very well written, BW. It will always be a pity that so many die on these so-called peace missions.

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