Breath of Life
Poppies against the night sky,
Remind me of endless fields of red poppies,
Drenched and crimson, with the blood of wounded and dying soldiers,
Still dressed in their dirty and ragged battle green uniforms.
Poppies against the night sky,
Remind me of terrified soldiers in their loneliness,
Huddled deep inside unclean, muddy and deep trenches,
Sharing their thoughts, suffering and anguish.
Poppies against the night sky,
Remind me of mutilated heroes, on their way to death,
Heroes that spilt their blood for their countries,
Heroes that will be, by some, never forgotten.
But… in the Spring, when dawn breaks,
Those endless fields of beautiful red poppies,
Fill my eyes with their stunning beauty,
Giving food to my thoughts… and peace to my heart.
The death of these heroic soldiers, was not in vain.
MARIA LUCIA DA COSTA
At home. London, 1989
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