Poppies

The red poppies
Sparkle magnificently
Veiling the spiteful past
Which had been erased
From the pages of history

They conceal the graves
Of the loyal warriors
The blossoms swallowed
Their untainted blood
How they reflect it
In their blood red hue

The warriors fought
In this barren terrain
Conferring their life
For the mother land
Making the land fertile

Today they live
In each of the poppies
Spilling venom
Echoing their destiny
The history has unraveled
Against the wish of the spies

It will remain eternal
In the veins of the buds
These poisonous poppies
Will take revenge
Silencing malice

These poisonous poppies
Will take revenge
Silencing malice