Soldier, soldier
What happened to you?
Soldier, soldier
What did they do?
Sister, sister
They trained me to be brave.
Sister, sister
I saw my friend's grave.
Soldier, soldier
How did you survive?
Soldier, soldier
Are you still alive?
Sister, sister
They attacked with gas.
Sister, sister
They dropped bombs en masse.
Soldier, soldier
What did you do?
Soldier, soldier
I trusted you.
Sister, sister
You know I am your brother.
Sister, sister
But I have killed another.
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Pulvis et Umbra
Puisiwe write our stories on the silver black clear canvasses of our lives these are my stories i build them so you can relate and perhaps we won't be so alone *** "I really love these poems. They help me find myself in worlds where there is no one lef...
