Warning: This work has been rated 16+ for violence and mature content.
Solemn legs in a solemn chair.
Huddled in like lemmings in the sea.
He used to always shout with glee.
Now he slumps in despair.
Cannot even live up to his needs.
Nor his young family's.
Stiff orders barked from overseas.
Temptation to fly back.
Temptation for bullets to make skulls crack.
Instead he must roam with the fleas.
Cannot move anymore with ease.
Hears firecrackers and assumes the worst.
Images burning through his mind.
What hidden desires in his wife could he find?
Aside from the thought of a hearse.
Aside from the notion of needing to burst.
Opens fire on the battlefield.
Childhood pictures with bullet holes.
His wife's dependence a massive toll.
Removed her for he had nothing to yield.
The calibre the last thing he would feel.