At Least.

You came home –
just as I knew you would
so shall we light the hill side beacons

burning to rid your mangled dreams traded with some stranger
who troubled you with the political line of their treachery.
Today
I could have managed well, without
the sound of the postman’s gravitas sharp steel toed
foot fall displacing the gravel as he called.

I waited for you to ask
before ripping apart the walls of ingratitude’s seditious slander
slopping out the barrack rooms arrogance of pride
and yet you never did!

How repulsively uneven the mud flats of our existence dwell
within us
they have no feeling no depth of remembrance
ever creeping
spreading a malignancy goring away

on the good man’s infatuation of incorruptibility.

Yes you fought – yet ask me not for reasons clothed in your bravery
for all I can counter shall be

at least you came home.

 

Poppy June 29th 2014 ~xx~

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2 thoughts on “At Least.

  1. Beautiful poem.. I really loved this part: “I waited for you to ask
    before ripping apart the walls of ingratitude’s seditious slander
    slopping out the barrack rooms arrogance of pride
    and yet you never did!” It captures the essence of the poem well…

    Like

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