Have you ever been put away in the cave?
You are a military, the bravest one.
Back then when I'm a child; I used to wear camouflage.
I can't see the world; seemingly huge and wide.
You say, " the world is chaos; trust no one."
To the extent, I have never trust myself; I can't take the chance.
Enormous rock fallen into my body, laying in the ground; confine in the cave.
No one is around; alone.
How would I escape?
My arms are tied; how would I move?
You never taught me, but keep saying about 'life'.
Wise words are not useable to the scenario of 'worse comes to worse'
Strange bullet; I might die.
Imprison in my own base.
Do you look at me as your soldier or your detainee?
Isolated since then when I'm little.
How would I face this war?
My whole body tied with barbed wire.
You keep saying; "Do this, you will marry soon."
I say; "No, I will do this for my own."
Now, I could make a decision of my own.
The freedom that I've been longing.
But too late to have it amidst this war; the enemy cannot be seen.
My body could still feel the numbness from the sharp points of a barbed wire.
How can I fight this war?
Is it really true that the world is full of adversary?
That we could not trust anyone, including yourself; it might be the worse enemy?
I might die from my bullet; it is not anymore, astray...
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"A Letter From Your Son"
PoetryA son of a military officer writes a letter to his busy parents. He grew up with strict military rule. Snappy and wise. But then he had a small world growing up as a man. Seemingly wondering around as his arms untied from the military rule. Facing t...
