the sergeant's son

the sergeant's son 

His father, a sergeant who loved his army
and took it home at night, thought his son's
fear of the dark was effete
gave him a flashlight to use when going to
the loo in the yard where darkness ruled supreme
 the puny light emitted from his
light didn't help much
The boy sensed the horrible rats, haters of
humans read to unleash the plague for 
the hell of it and also bite his Willey 
It struck him then and now that our light
is a momentarily sudden flash, more 
sensed than seen 
In a world ruled by dark forces and death
of all that was a beautiful, sink-to-ground
to ground and become dust trampled on by
his father's army 
In the dark, he saw his father's black shiny car
he peed on one of its wheels and felt relief 
a revenge against the man who like to be 
called sergeant when off duty.