From Swords to Plowshares

A field of crop
once was a battlefield (red)
now feeds a remnant -

They that survived
the young that gave up their lives
so that this plot of land

Might remain in this nation
to fly its flag
and export its blood-bought grain.

poem by Frederick KesnerReport problemRelated quotes
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