Poems ✍️

Odd's of coming home for a slice....of Mum's Key-Lime Pie,
Or watching a virgin sunset bleeding into twilights backdrop

Or, spending fourty dollars, for th' Sweetheart Rose corsage-
You clumsily attempt to pin on yo'r belle's Crepe-Back gown;

All lost somewhere between th' throes of Kabul an' Baghdad,
When sweat 'n youth transposed itself to bloodspill 'n 'mortis.

'Tis why a soldier's odd's of living a post-war Life, unscathed
Are th' same as we, societies pulse...tossing down our swords

And, m...e....r.....g.......i..........n...........g.
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