Fear

Another poem…

Thumping against a window into the soul of the disillusioned

Merriment across the heart of a war-torn soldier

Adrenaline flows through the fingers

the whites of eyes leap into view as you spot the cold shoulder.

love’s death at the hands of a bloody bullet as it rips through searing flesh

smell the hatred of the enemy

live the life you have to live

sing the praises of the forlorn

and smile the smile that you breathe

as you see the fear and love in their eyes

as they stealthily approach you.

Vero