Monday, March 17, 2008

"Adolescent Scribbling"

There is a soldier.
He is off duty, and look - he is sprawled
Across his place of rest - sleeping, while permitted.
This cannot last long - and doesn't.
Hear how he is called to attention,
Arising immediatly.
There is a duty to be done,
A situation grasped suddenly,
The pressure builds up around him,
And a greater force within.

The force reaches its peak, and suddenly,
He loses control. He shoots.
An eruption of bullets.

1 comment:

smurf said...

was wondering wether you'd put this up... :0....