My father child of war
went off to the jungle
came back a whore
He brought back his broken
body but behind enemy lines
he left his mind
And his soul too. He must
have seen something in the
light we couldn’t see
Because he’d turn out the
lights and crunch ice in
the dark for hours
Until he left us
Stranded
Behind enemy lines
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Interesting that you wrote about your father, I did too. Sad and touching. Mary