A Dark War

I know a man with camouflaged
mind, gun-stock resting somewhere    
between lies of patriarchal privilege † †
and the body of a dead † †
† †
child, marred by indiscretions of †  
lesser men. Miniature legs † †
and arms spilled over assumed † †
lines drawn in thick heat of desert † †
† †
swarm, heaved with heavy heart to the †  
doorstep of a farmer, a father, a man †  
with no recourse; nothing but unfathomable †  
grief and a rake to shake in the †  
† †
face of God. Democracy, a †  
misapplied ideation rooted in soil † †
of offshore inhabitants, willing to eat †  
at tables overflowing with † †
† †
stars and stripes, while the rest of †  
humanity, mouth agape, wrestles †  
against blind cries of hate and †  
freedom. A broken soldier returned †  
† †
from caves and caverns, unable or †  
unwilling to bask in welcome-home †  
glory. He saw with eyes to see †  
the indecency of what men do.
Written by Eerie
Author's Note
For the Classic Corner comp "Roar Shack".
Inspired by "Trouble in Mind" by Alice Fulton
For the Classic Corner comp "Roar Shack".
Inspired by "Trouble in Mind" by Alice Fulton

Based on a true story by a friend, retired marine, and now, staunch anarchist.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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