Next. Next. Next.

to kill or be killed is an easy lesson
beautiful, majestic demolition
too much names in my head
I can't remember and cry over their stories
season change, does age change
Haunted by great great grandfather's war
Our heroes
Our martyrs
We are ready to worship
the ground you've walked on
But time do not own us
Then why belong to generations?
Dear Father where can I find you
I need to talk about.:
Next. Next. Next.

(March 2009. Reading Fathers and Sons)