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A Modern Warriors Sestina

How did you find me here ghost	
I thought I was done with your haunting	
My Uncle told me you were my enemy	
I know I left you in Baghdad	
Yet here you are this night	
But I still have no fear	

No. it is I you shall fear	
For I am the slayer of the ghost	
I am the one who goes bump in the night	
Don’t you forget, I am the one who does the haunting	
Remember your dance with this devil dog in Baghdad	
I am still your worst enemy	

Besides, I forgave you, my enemy	
For what, I am not sure, but I must admit I admired your lack of fear	
That ugly, dusty night on that roof top in Baghdad	
Now let us go our separate ways ghost	
And agree to put an end to the haunting	
Please go now, in to the night	

I mean, I will let you to be this night	
For I no longer consider you my enemy	
Not this day, but one day ghost, I will put an end to my haunting	
As I have promised you so many times, I will stop putting others in fear	
Leave me now and you and I will be in peace ghost	
I was sure the therapy left you in Baghdad	

Yet here you are two clicks from Kabul, a long way from Baghdad	
This mission does not concern you on this cold night	
I wish you would let me be, so I can focus on the task at hand ghost	
I have moved on now and I beg you do the same, for Sam found me a new enemy	
You would be proud of this one too, for he also shows no fear	
Please let me be, and stop the haunting	

No? Then tonight, together, we must do the haunting	
We can be on the same team, unlike Baghdad	
Together, we will show no fear	
Not us, not on this night	
For they are now our enemy	
Cover my six ghost	

I dream of days before I met you, my self-created demon, days of innocence and laughter all gone; wow did I grow up fast in that sand box.  Now here we are haunting this new land, high in the Hindu Kush on this frigid night.

Together on this mountain, nations away from that home you once called Baghdad, within ear shot of our new common enemy.	

We are so close now demon I can smell ‘em; show no fear my constant companion, for you shall soon have some company.  Perhaps their aim will be truer than yours and it will be me this time ghost.

Copyright © Michael Hughes | Year Posted 2012

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  1. Date: 7/21/2016 2:10:00 PM

    Michael, well penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. *SKAT*
  1. Date: 10/25/2012 5:32:00 AM

    A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you Michael. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. Hoping you find even more inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. Thank you for sharing your writing with us. Love, Carol