Father
They come back damaged
from the war
no matter what war
there always is
some damage
he was fine in
anti aircraft
all things are distant
except the bombs
that explode
and throw you
up to twenty meters
sniper training was
exciting but secretive
the missions dark
and dangerous
lots of blood
on white snow
after all that
he took a liking to
13 year old white virgins
he liked to see them
naked and then bleed
on white satin sheets
that was his obsession
after the war
after the russian pow camp
where they picked up
the stiff ones
every morning
thanks be to God
that the war finished
before winter really
set in
they would all
have died
but so might have the
13 year old virgins
before they bled
who knows
reality weathers and wanes
in the midst if flashbacks
psychotic episodes
and drunken stupors
Most appear to
function fine generally
in the mundane
ebb and flow of
life in general
Fathers, they are all
seen as strong
they are tough
on the outside
but.........
Copyright © Uwe Stroh | Year Posted 2018
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