and it has begun
still it is not yet clear
but the fighting has begun
not us, yet
the world is as it seems at war
well what is the definition ?
it was just another day
i was fooling around as usual
kinda seeking adventure in this limited prison
i have tried to be good and it had payed off
i had lots of freedom
the sky was clear
and the sun bright
but the air had the fill of rain and thunder
and a rumble was heard in the distance
it made no difference
untill a small private plane came overhead
and started to stall for no reason
i ran out like i did as a kid when a plane flew over
but now i was alarmed
it started to tumble and fall
and just behind the tree line it crashed
during the planes final moments the sky grew grey
dark clouds and thunder enveloped the farmlands
now we ran in and out of the farm
and we noticed that a great explosion had destroyed the city
north west of the farm
panic overtook the farm (prison)
and before we knew it
the army was present, searching for the plane and securing the area
it was all hush hush
and i could see a girl officer in the treeline
she had discovered something
as my nature i had to get myself a weapon
and i found a small weapons cache
but it were old and rusted guns
useless to me
she (the girlofficer) returned and gave the order to burry the weapons
guess at the same time we were taken away unconsiously
as we found ourselfs in a hall with bright new weapons and uniforms
briefing materials and bullits on the floor
i reconnized some of the older and other recruits
i realized we were to be the front line
a sargent handed out some shit to the inmates
and gave instructions
and at that time i was exposed for those who knew
he told me to train mentally
and at his words and instructions i reacted with his request in no time
he turned to me and smiled with recognission
some others then smiled and greeted me
i felt naked then and walked out on that group
not like defeated, yet reasured of the past
i walked alone now and saw an old friend
we talked for a brief moment when he turned away
and ran to another
it was his brother
a little brotherly fight followed
and i started to cry out to them
tears ran down my face
"damn you stop this ! your brothers, and we are all in this together"
i know now something more
something disturbing
and i can't wait till summer
i can't wait to sleep
i can't wait to fight again
i just hope everyone is up to it
cause this one will be a rough ride
monster, man, 47 jaar
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