My Wonderful War

reaches

death con 4!

I’m leading parts of me

searching for

objective reality

charging

like a general

to the top of

hero’s hill

My mind is a battlefield

full of landmines

and casualties

Crossing-over

into the silent camp 

This war cannot be won

it goes on and on

Unkillable passion

will not perish

from the mortars of mediocrity

or the mechanized lead

missing constantly

There will be no retreat

with my sword outstretched

A pure fight

against things unsaid

silent statues

already dead

I’m alive

fighting a different kind of war

My wonderful war!