Treasure Island

emerson achari


The confession series-poem 3


The war brings terrible beasts
i am but their slave

For a wife
i was calm
For a soldiers
silent
For one who may die miles away
quiet

For i was a woman
That was like no others
nor quiet
nor silent
nor one with motherly care
but one
treacherous one that could kill with little more than a stare

Trained i was in acts
no sane person would do
a quiet proficient worker
with not even the law to obey to

This marriage but just a stunt
an act any of my friends would do
yet something lingered

The war brings terrible beasts
i am but their slave

My task done
my job over
My time here
come to an end

This marriage a sham
so expertly done
Even my husband fell
So did i for a while at least

He was but a petty man
One i should not have loved
One so easy
to manipulate
so foolish he was
so was i

No one it seemed to know the truth
These people are just as we depict
Brainless, mindless brutes
They suppressed us for years
not any more..

The war brings terrible beasts
i am but their slave

My mind jumbled
emotions mixed
the letter before me
difficult to let go

It seemed i was wrong
My heart strings played
I was not the ruler
but more the slave

The war brings terrible beasts
i am but their slave

My decision
only one i can make
my transport waiting
My true country calling...

Indecisive i am
what to follow
heart, brain
love, work
admiration, aspiration

Above me i heard
The distant rumble of planes
coming near

The war brings terrible beasts
i am but their slave

Assassin, i am no more
Spy, i do not know any

Follow i do my heart
No matter how dire
Trust him i finally do
Time to tell him every thing true

Beside me the lantern shown bright
The only light for miles
As i sat to write
To write my first letter
without deception nor inclusion of lies
So strong of emotions suddenly revealed

Nothing can stop me now
Nor soldier
Nor spy
My allegiance changed

A whine grew
slowly at first
the noise no bother to me at all
The final lines of the letter haunted me so
Yes i believe there still is a chance
a chance to start anew

The noise now deafening
Horror now settled in
Yet sure i was
that i was safe

until...

THE WAR BRINGS TERRIBLE BEASTS
I AM BUT THEIR SLAVE

Submitted: Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

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