What I leave behind

cans of sardines or aeroplanes
I hope I live to tell this tale

arms surrendered, my heart still bleeds
for the dreams I once dared to dream

they take futures, a secret hope
-a place of choice, matter of right

I may live at someone’s mercy….
Will they know what I left behind?

Take all the wealth, Take all the gold
Give Victory, and my drum rolls

Poetics – Exploring the realm of Korean Literature (first stop, Seoul)

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