An Unnecessary Death Poem by Cassandra Jasmine

On November 11th,1918, at 11 in the morning,
Two men were arguing.
One was a father, one was his son.

'My dear father! '
Cried the son through gritted teeth,
'Do you think that I,
Your son, am brainless? ! '

'My dear son, ' replied the father,
As calm as ever,
'Democracy is mighty,
As well as Communism,
Yet I believe that Democracy
Is far more powerful.'

'Mayhaps',
Was his son's reply.
His throat was dry,
As he battled between two thoughts in his mind.

'The reason our government is so strong,
So flexible,
Is the result of Democracy. Everybody has a voice,
And there is no right or wrong.'
The father continued,
'Communism will fall...
Sooner, or later.'

'Father, '
Bellowed the son,
'I respect you,
Yet why can't you respect the fact that
I support Communism?
This way, the whole country shall benefit! '

'My son, ' answered the father,
'I am a supporter of democracy,
And you a supporter of Communism.
I accept that.'

The son,
Infuriated that his father wouldn't side with him,
Muttered several words under his breath,
And slowly reached into his coat.

'I love you, father.
Yet I believe that the world may be better,
Without you.
I gave you the chance to accept Communism,
Yet you refused.'
The son brought his rifle up,
And shot his father.