Envy,

SUNDAY, 3 FEBRUARY 2008

Long ago
I wished
I was a boy

I envied you
Young
Special
The only “one”

More space
More time
More money
Than sense

You erred
Forgiven
Again and again

You struggled
Failed
Again and again

Not yet eighteen
Decked in green
Trained and moved
Again and again

One of “them”
Front line fodder

Disposable
Hungry
Shrinking
Before us

Scarred
By the scenes

Abandoning
For the orders

And cursed
All the way home

You came back
Araz
And my envy
Did not

Araz was our neighbour
He was killed in 1991
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