Hey Dad, it’s Time

Cascaded muscles, twitch and flame
cells stall, breath’s heavy
hair on arms rise as thorn
knees tremble, Is this the call?

Trumpet’s blew, aim, draw, fire
men howl like wolves atop
steel molded and kissed by fire
sear the skin, burn flesh across

Metal balls, filled with gunpowder
fired in sky, land on soil
in trenches and pits, my men lay dead
with no widows to wail, no home in sight

Scented marigolds bloom
on the rotten flesh of lads
someone lost their brother and husband
I lost my dad




5 thoughts on “Hey Dad, it’s Time

  1. Hello Siddharth

    My heartfelt thanks to you for following my blog, and for all the likes & comments!And hope we continue to grow and support each other in this journey!

    Also, my blog A Wayward Scribbles reached the milestone of 500+ followers last month and I thought why not celebrate it!

    So, I’m very excited to personally invite you to my blog party(23 May, 2018), since you’re one of those amazing blogger who chose to follow my blog and I would love to show my gratitude!

    See you at the party!

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