war poem

witness to war

You, are not about to witness
the distress
just witness a story
that it´s quite gory
smell your feet after having sockets filled with rats for 10 days
multiply that smell by ten ways
and you might understand the smell of a rotten body
who for us was a nobody;
take a sniff
not a wiff
of pepper mixed with vinagre…
and it´s sort sort no sort of like cordite
war is pure adrenaline dynamite,
quite a site
with all range of emotions on your left and right.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.