Saturday, August 26, 2006

Survivor

This war
like the others
isn't new
and
it isn't
a surprise

Your amazement
at my choice
amuses me, this
puzzles you in turn

I learned that war
is never new
It is a given
although
mistaking silence
for peace
is common enough

Its really
rather simple
than you perhaps
care to admit

Which war
would you
rather be in?

If I get shot here
it won't be because
I am a target
Neither am I
obliged to fight

In between
this raging conflict
there is still
room enough
for me to live

If eitherway death
is a possibility,
and survival
a game of chance

I'd rather live
before I die.

1 comment:

Cursief Huigje said...

A very beautiful poem!