As comraderie goes we embarked on the same mission
I ready at the flank, words exchanged to Determine the strategic plan of attack I was too informed to stay away from enemy lines Do not cross into enemy territory With that I observed the enemy trying to separate us From the home front. Weapons of mass destruction Present on both sides only did harm to us Time in the war has been hectic I need A reprieve. No reinforcements en route Per diem is not expected. Following orders to A tee. Yet I noticed the chain of command Doing what I was ordered not to do. How hypocritical. No lines of communication Now. I seem to be on my own. Wait a Life line, nope just friendly fire but not So friendly. Traitor! How dare you switch sides All well, return fire, until the ammunition Ceases or the enemy surrenders. All hate now No recourse just violence. Victimized no longer White flags waved. One too many intercessions, Finally a peace treaty. Spoils of war goes To the future generation. A prisoner of war is Emotional & what once was has been dead. She seems to hate me for not joining her Mutiny.
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