Misunderstanding War

What did you see?
Did you see the truth or what you wanted to believe?
Were all those decisions your own?
Or did you just not want to be left out?
I put it to you that nothing was ever there,
You caught the bad men - well done,
Then you carried on though.
Kept losing lives when you had all you knew there was,
There was never anything else,
You just didn't want to look out of place.
That's why when you saw tear-stained faces and broken hearts,
Your own bloody hands were invisible to you,
As must have been your own mind.
Surely you watched the footage, listened to your officers,
They needn't have all died, they didn't want to stay,
So why declare war in the first place?
I know as well as you that it was unneccessary,
Don't give us this crap about fulfilling duty,
We know you didn't really understand the consequences.
The permanent question though, has never been answered,
Did you care?
If it were your children, your wife,
Would you honestly keep them there?
Fighting to their deaths, for their lives.
You say they were instrumental to the reconstruction of that place,
But why did it need reconstructing?
Because your loyal slaves made it that way,
Convinced they'd be rewarded in the end.
No person should ever have to fight for their life,
You wouldn't,
So surely that makes it wrong for you to expect others to.
If no-one volunteered, would you have forced us?
To fight your battles.
Now it is all done, who really won?

Ok it's true - I've no idea what to write so I'm just publishing various poems.

Keep Living x x x

My Revenge

Well I promised that I'd offer my own alternative to the afore published poem so here it is:

My Revenge

If I ever see you again you will know,
I will not glare at you
Nor will I act indifferent
I'll treat your children as I would my own
And make sure you receive the best.
I'll offer my hand and maybe my heart,
You will be my equal.
Despite the pain you caused,
And the people you destroyed,
I will watch out for you, protect you.
I know you will be unable to look me in the eye,
But I also know that in you feeling my pure love,
I will have my revenge.
Unlike you I am not greedy,
So I will be content with this.
I won't harm you though I can see the injustices,
Because you, unlike me, will never be free
Human compassion will be my revenge.

Nikita Le Sauvage

Keep Living x x x

Revenge

My personal revenge to you will be your children's
right to schooling and to flowers.
My personal revenge will be this song
bursting for you with n more fears.
My personal revenge will be to make you see
the goodness in my people's eyes,
implacable in combat always
generous and firm in victory.
My personal revenge will be to greet you
'Good morning!' in the streets with no beggars,
when instead of locking you inside
they say, 'Don't look so sad,'
When you, the torturer,
daren't life your head.
My personal revenge will be to give you
these hands you once ill-treated
with all their tenderness intact.

just a poem i did in english today, i liked it

keep living x x x

Long time no speak!!!

Wow its wierd writing a new post. Firstly my internet broke so i couldnt get online! Therefore my computer forgot all my passwords, including the sign in to this blog. So i applied to get it sent to me, then hotmail broke so i couldnt see the email the blogger people sent!
To cut a long, and frankly rather dull, story short. i now have my own laptop and can see all my mail, everything is ok.
Anyways now we're back to school i guess we'll either speak more or less, depending on who decides to actually get down to some schoolwork, and who sits on msn hoping for scintillating conersation. Whilst i cant promise that my conversation will be scintillating, it'll most likely be silly and kinda down, it'd still be nice to speak again.
Ok well i have to go now but i promise i'll update this properly soon.

Keep living x x x