A Poem On His Grave
I.
I dream of you.
Dream of the nuzzle of your gun
The arrogant glint in your eyes
Stoop shoulders and three o'clock shadow
I dream of you, often.
I've yet to realize
Until I met you:
That death could be so beautiful.
II.
Sun sinking
They are here. Finally.
Your voice is clear,
Echoing across the sea of troops, waiting for your commands.
"Bring them to hell
Or I will do that to you"
I can't choose 'cause
Isn't this already hell?
What's the point of sending them to another?
But I persevere and brace myself as the force rises like a black tide.
I don't want to go hell, one way or another.
III.
You're a boy of steel
A soldier, a sergeant
Born to wield a gun not a pen.
You would slap my back and
Yell:
"Get your ass up and
Start fighting.
Don't be a pussy."
You would never catch my pleading gaze
And instead would walk away.
I'm not a soldier like you
I don't want to fight
I want to die
I'm a suicidal boy
My skin wasn't hardened by the scars
They marred my heart and choked my soul
"Zip your lips
And fight."
You said.
IV
Desperate animals are dangerous animals,
You know that?
V
You're there
Watching me fall
In my dream, in reality, beyond the future
You're there watching me fall
How
Could you not smile
When you're the one who fire the gun?
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