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Conscription (Free verse) by Caducus
Long after falling
He is found,
On fields of fastened limbs.
In one eager hand
A finger curled on bent steel
Keen to take life.
In the other hand
A Mother rolled
Desperation eviscerated her
In to rips,
from the last embrace.
The un-immaculate life
Now Immaculate.
His top pocket checked
For a letter or trinket
This time a letter
Written in capitals
Charred at the end
Pristine at the start.
Back home,
In a street of drawn curtains
The telegram boy arrives
Recently conscripted
To deliver the dearly departed
In dreadful clatters,
Where sons fall once again
But this time fall softly
Like the words whispered before he left
'See ya soon Mam'.
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Posted: June 14, 2004 2:26 PM PDT; Last modified: June 16, 2004 12:15 PM PDT
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