I saw a village
It was the most beautiful in my life
Big mountains surrounded it
A little stream flowed slowly beside the village
We couldn’t see it until we are very close
Because it’s hidden by green plants
Some of villager bathed in the stream
Children played by the road in the village
Dogs barks loudly at us
People looked us curiously
because we ar
e soldiers
An old man came out from his old hut and
gave us a gourd of boiled water
Then he asked a question of us,
‘When will we regain our freedom, my sons’
‘Don’t worry, we always are trying for it’
We replied
Then we left from the village with some different feelings
Later, after three years
We heard the bad news that
Burmese soldiers burned down the village
which I had seen before
I miss the village so much
I want to see the villagers take a bath
in the beautiful stream
But
I can’t see the beautiful village and
can’t reply to the old man,
who asked the question to us……..
Tuu Reh
One day
a man reclined on a bamboo floor
in a small clinic
his leg was bleeding
red blood covering the whole body
but
his face was strong and determined
‘please don’t let me quit the army’
he said.
‘I want to continue protecting my people’
but
the medic voice
outside the room
shocked my heart and my emotions
‘we have to cut off his leg’
Tuu Reh (to one of my friend)