I saw them

I saw Mr.Hitler was carrying an enormous swastika of bronze
on his shoulder.
I saw Mr.Napoleon too, was riding on a huge horse of copper
with his blunt sword.
both were heading to a pasture to cut some grass.
They passed themselves speechless
as two enimies of a movie.
The pasture was belonged to a pauper once.
He too a war-hero
and his name was unknown.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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