Conversation In Hell
" General Garibaldi, how did you win your unification war
with only a thousands men when the powerful kingdom
of Naples was thirty five thousand soldier-strong? "
The deep-wrinkled farmer questioned his credibility
knowing that his past crimes tormented his thoughts.
" Very easy to admit a disputable truth omitted
in all history books; I bribed the king's generals
whose love for money was far greater than
their duty to their king who relied on their royalty. "
" General Garibaldi, why did you take the treasure
that belonged to the working class, not nobility?
" How did your blood-stained hands touch it?"
He ironically admitted, " A criminal has no guilt! "
" This act of stealth rewarded me with glory,
I presented proof to my king and he proclaimed
me the hero who unified a separated nation."
" General Garibaldi, why was one of your ears cut off?
The sturdy farmer with an indignant look keenly asked.
" Ah, those savages cut it off because I raped
a girl in her teens, they didn't believe in prisons."
" I grew my hair to hide it, nobody ever saw it;
but you, vile rebel killed hundreds of my soldiers
and gathered an army to defeat my plan for victory! "
And the farmer with indignation made a last statement,
" We both are punished, and in this hell we must burn! "
Written on 5/1/ 2016
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2016
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