Soldiering On


Energy Stealer.

Climate Control Redundant.

Hinges Burning on Fire.

The voice that whispers unheard. 

Like a punch in the senses.

The ice statue blights the bold progression.

In the depths lies a confusing faulty compass.

Lightening shocks and fires the signal of impending assault.

The mighty system twitches the rhythm of the faceless mask.

The Beast in possession of the key to perpetual solitary confinement.

The exhausted soldier battles with a dastardly fiend with shape shifting capabilities.

The pins and the needles of war trigger the potential for mass defeat.

If the great volcano erupts, then hope must yet survive the engulfing savage fallout.

Leaves and chemicals may weaken the enemy, but inner belief finds the door to peace.

The wounded soldier loses grip of normality and in fight or flight, faces a new tomorrow.

(c) Deano Parsons. 2019.

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