Challenge
Do the double tanka with me! Two stanzas, five lines each, 5-7-5-7-7 syllable form each stanza (see my "Bonkers" for something of an example). Tag me, if you please! #doubletanka
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Boys to Men
Tears stream down his cheeks
As he remembers the day
He signed up for war
No understanding but dreams
Of the pride and the glory
Now stark black and white
Reality hits him deep
Sought goals disappear
Along with the blood that seeps
From other young men who dreamed