You put me in the ground.
You put me where I will be found.
You never have to give me another round.
You never have to feed me like a regular soldier.
You never have to give me a uniform or anything more.
I just sit there and wait till some poor
Sap comes along and dies or is forever tortured.
I do not recognize peace agreements.
I do not know you or me or a country
And when the soldiers shake hands and go home
I wait to take another, blow off a limb or take a life.
And their are tens of millions of me waiting to take more lives.
In honor of Jody williams, 1997 Nobel Peace Prize.