Of Armies and Men.

Some things stick much better when glued to a smoother surface.

One morning I woke up and I had a letter by my side.

The contents speaking of a trial in the army.

Now look at me,

I cannot take off my armour,

I cannot sleep neither can I dream,

I cannot lay my blades down,

I cannot take a bath!

I have to watch.

Through the night and crashing down the day,

Like a sunflower with no seeds, no oil!

Like a sunflower who hates the Sun.

Like the sea without creatures and waves and tides.

But I have to pass the trial.

Let me watch.

Not an anxious wait

When the test pops will I be ready?

I will be.

My blades will be ready.

But the arms, the muscles?

Because I want a place in the army.

Not because I do not belong.

Not because I went wrong


I am the Army man!

~Koome Manyara~

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