Lieber, mama und papa

Sam at Starlit Octave Band, shared a beautifully written and heartfelt poem with us, on my leave a poetry link. I’m a bit of a history nerd, and I especially find ww2 interesting. So this poem moved me. Enjoy!

The Starlit Octave Band

Hello Bloggers, for today’s writing, I selected a strange topic, maybe it touched me so hard that I had to write it up.A soldier is any army doesn’t know what he fights for, except that he fights to save his people, and what motivates them is the battle cry that their officers say.I am not racist, I’m not a fanatic. So, I don’t want any hate comments here, please you must understand, that all art no matter how big or small has a beauty in it, one to has have an eye to see it.

But I wrote today, a letter to a mourning mother and father, as their dead son who served  in the 12th army of the Deutschen Reich as a decorated officer and died with valor.

PS. I do not speak German,(But I would love to one day), so all the texts here in German are translated using Google Translating…

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