THERE ARE NO ENEMIES IN
DEATH
At some
point
they made
you my enemy
and sent
you here to die
or kill
I see your
lifeless corpse
a young
soldier's face
a moment
ago my enemy
and now I
pray for him
I feel no
hatred, no pity
he's
another Russian soldier
dead far
from home
and now a
son to mourn
for a
mother somewhere
I've seen
blood brothers die
I've
wished to kill the invader
and now
seeing his face
I feel no
hatred for the young Russian
who was an
invading soldier
I only
pray for his soul
sacrificed
in Ukraine
The
Adversiter Chronicle, diario dependiente cibernoido
Salt Lake
City, Utah
Director Editorial: Perry Morton Jr.
IV
http://theadversiterchronicle.org
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