Father never cries
Father never cries (Written in November 1990) My father never cries, my father rarely smiled, my father eyes turned darker, because of life burden. His body and heart gave-up in the battle of… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Wars
“killer on the road”
Killer on the road (Blessed is the man who can learn peace and justice without shedding blood) A Poem by Coyote Poetry (What good and bad we do in a life. The scars… Continue reading
‘War pig’
War pigs Does the child want war in the elementary school? Do the mother want their daughter and son to die for people in faraway lands? People tell me. War is a part… Continue reading
The old soldier
The old Soldier A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had seen and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long.… Continue reading
“Coming home”
Coming home A Poem by Coyote Poetry You can’t come back from where you left. The road become twisted and we become confused. Coming home I sat in the plane from Philly. Heading… Continue reading
Look at me. See me
Look at me. See me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry War, what is good for? Nothing. Look at me. See me. “President Trump pledged Thursday to keep the United States at the “top… Continue reading
What have we done?
What have we done? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words What have we done? I was raised with the Vietnam war alive and well. I joined at 17 years old in 1975. … Continue reading
What men are capable of…
What men are capable of… A Poem by Coyote Poetry I saw bad things in my life. What men have done for their hate. What men are capable of. What legacy will… Continue reading