Tác giả: Triệu Nguyên Tâm
Why I Have To Die This Winter
This winter is very cold but the sky still very blue and bright
The daffodils in my back yard starting to come out with yellow buds and green leaves
But suddenly it is raining heavily without warning.
Not regular rain but it is a rain of bombs, mortars and missiles.
They exploded with deafening sound all over my country
And so many people begin to die.
My daughter just turned five
Her blue eyes are so bright,
And she always called me daddy with a big smile
She was so happy blowing the birthday candles, surrounded by her friends .
But she left me crying, holding her mother hand
They got to flee to Poland border, out of this horrible hell.
That was the last time I saw them
Thinking I will see them again.
The next day my cell phone rang and I heard the agonizing voice of my wife
She said my daughter was shot dead by a stray of bullets.
I was shot too, she said and my wife said good bye to me.
She told me she loves me from the first time we met and she always loves me.
I drop the phone and run to the bedroom and I grab the pillow that my wife slept on yesterday.
It is still filled the scent of her warm skin and her longing hair.
I can still see her smiling at me with mischievous eyes.
I know I cannot live without her...
There is another explosion and this time it is right on my house.
The roof blown away with a big bang and the blaze engulfed the whole house
I try to run out the burning heap
Which used to be my house.
Then I fall to the ground
Under the bright flame I see my blood
Red blood gushing out of my body, soaking my white shirt.
I know that I am going to die.
I just don’t know why I have to die this winter
I wonder maybe this is the last winter of mankind.
Triệu Nguyên Tâm
March 17, 2022.
This winter is very cold but the sky still very blue and bright
The daffodils in my back yard starting to come out with yellow buds and green leaves
But suddenly it is raining heavily without warning.
Not regular rain but it is a rain of bombs, mortars and missiles.
They exploded with deafening sound all over my country
And so many people begin to die.
My daughter just turned five
Her blue eyes are so bright,
And she always called me daddy with a big smile
She was so happy blowing the birthday candles, surrounded by her friends .
But she left me crying, holding her mother hand
They got to flee to Poland border, out of this horrible hell.
That was the last time I saw them
Thinking I will see them again.
The next day my cell phone rang and I heard the agonizing voice of my wife
She said my daughter was shot dead by a stray of bullets.
I was shot too, she said and my wife said good bye to me.
She told me she loves me from the first time we met and she always loves me.
I drop the phone and run to the bedroom and I grab the pillow that my wife slept on yesterday.
It is still filled the scent of her warm skin and her longing hair.
I can still see her smiling at me with mischievous eyes.
I know I cannot live without her...
There is another explosion and this time it is right on my house.
The roof blown away with a big bang and the blaze engulfed the whole house
I try to run out the burning heap
Which used to be my house.
Then I fall to the ground
Under the bright flame I see my blood
Red blood gushing out of my body, soaking my white shirt.
I know that I am going to die.
I just don’t know why I have to die this winter
I wonder maybe this is the last winter of mankind.
Triệu Nguyên Tâm
March 17, 2022.