“If I die in a war zone,
Box me up and send me home,
Put my medal in my chest,
Tell my mom I did my best,
Tell my dad not to bow,
He wont get attention from me now,
Tell my brother to study perfectly,
Key’s of my bike will be his permanently,
Tell my sister not to be upset,
Her brother will not rise after this sunset,
Tell my love not to cry,
because I AM A SOLDIER BORN TO DIE.“
Let’s pray for our soldiers who has lived the war, who has seen its brutality and who has been blown up and torn apart.
credit to the owner of the photo & poem
Always learn from the curiosity within and around myself.
a couple of metaphors dripping from a broken soul | cocooned by solitude | afraid to love | lover of afrika | daughter of pain | wanderer | seeker | attracted to flowers🌼 | a hippie living in the wrong generation | nehanda's baby girl | occasionally sane | decolonised bohemian | recovering hopeless-romantic | in love with love | i have a medical condition, it's called hurt-phobia | somedays i love with my eyes, my heart is lazy | i prefer something else but they call me liz |
Paano ko sasabihing mahal kita?
Things are as they are, not as they should be!