An Attack From The Sky Poem by Chan Mongol

It was a civil war in Nineteen seventy one!
Shootouts, killings and houses, bridges, destruction! !

Bullets of machine guns from the fighter plane at us!
We were in the Dingi in the river and still not nervous! !

Thousands of bullets fell surrounding the Dingi but aimed us!
We were ready to die but the boatman was courageous! !

Luck favored and we arrived at the bank of the river!
And safely everybody ran quickly to own shelter! !

All were alive in that attack from the sky!
We didn't have to cut off the life for goodbye! !

Their might was right and no question 'why'?
Stronger wins and the weaker always die! !

Why many died and why I lived? Oh great spirit!
Why their targets at me not yet correctly hit? ?