#120 I am War

I am hot [Ares].
I am cold [Athena].
I am tragic [Hemingway].

I am bold [Heller].

What am I?

I’m the universal soldier, on the never-ending road.

Marching forward like an ant, carrying the greater load.

Personhood suppressed but ever there in humanity’s name,

grieved by all who keep me tethered, I commit the inhumane.

My plaque, my name will weather, body committed to toiled ground,

fertilising more conflict, and -as the song goes- I am to blame.

Sand, blood, bullets, bone, they grit between my teeth.

War is never fair.

But in the end, we’re all ugly skeletons underneath.