Some while ago I read a book,
most of it I have forgotten but
part of the story I just can not forget
or maybe it is just my fantasy
about some words I read..
Young and imprisoned behind barbed wire
on a ground of clay for one hundred men,
one night
on his way between tent and latrine
he began to remember and to reflect upon
the visibility of the stars.
Older and back again in his homeland
a floor of wood for seven heads he found,
one night
in his half-sleep between hunger and cold
he began to remember to reflect upon
the distance of the future
that he had dreamed to reach
it was just one shot away.
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Written on 2009-02-12 at 13:15
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most of it I have forgotten but
part of the story I just can not forget
or maybe it is just my fantasy
about some words I read..
The Soldier
Young and imprisoned behind barbed wire
on a ground of clay for one hundred men,
one night
on his way between tent and latrine
he began to remember and to reflect upon
the visibility of the stars.
Older and back again in his homeland
a floor of wood for seven heads he found,
one night
in his half-sleep between hunger and cold
he began to remember to reflect upon
the distance of the future
that he had dreamed to reach
it was just one shot away.
Words by Northlight
Read 964 times
Written on 2009-02-12 at 13:15
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