Inebriation
He too fought side by side with Thanatos
he too longed for peace and prosperity
for a wife and two kids, he longed for
values his parents taught him, he longed
for the little life of the citizen who spends
his days at the factory, cursing for no reason
shouting just to be heard over the endless
buzz of the machines.
He too had a good time at home, he raised
two kids one became a policeman,
with a steady job, wages, a pension,
the other took up studies to be a teacher,
he said he wanted to mould the new generation
of pacifists, anarchists, and disobedient
citizens, reactionaries, the ones who always
complain about anything and everything
like those who think they know everything
though unable to play with their penises properly
and the old legionnaire sitting alone in
the dimmed lights of their Legion sips
his beer, all problems solved, he thinks.
The rest of the details are for the thinkers
of this country, let them untie the Gordian
Knot, the rope he was tied to was only
five meters long and like a donkey tied with
a rope to a stick in the ground, the poor
legionnaire had only this far to reach,
enough, enough of this philosophy,
he too adhered to set rules, he too
begged for his share of the Heavenly Prize
and grabbing his beer once more
he dissolves himself in his inebriation
after all he too fought for the motherland’s
freedom, for their values, for peace
one achieves by fighting a war, and which
the legionnaire realized is but a euphemism,
an idea once held, a pipe dream
for which he fought only to be left
alone and miserable drinking his beer
and waiting for Thanatos to come and make
his day by taking him away for good.
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