My Father Comments

It seems he's carrying his devotion to the grave; no matter that it has no sense. My father used to be a Soviet... Slave. Father, his memories. his sufferings, his pains, his thoughts. his hatred. all that is there in this poem well articulated. He carries his devotion to the grave.... thank you for this poem. tony

A well articulated narrative piece of poetry, nicely penned with conviction. Thanks for sharing Almas.