The Boy Soldier and The Military Man

Let the boy ridicule the military man,
How cruel could words be uttered in Afghanistan.
Akimbo with all spitefulness, like a rascal son;
And booming with hatred and abomination.

Lend him to argument of rigorous use,
And let the boy address the military man for a truce.
Or give him bullets whose solid teeth,
Are piercing and sharp for perhaps a ‘wreath’.

For his teeth appear to be across his face,
Showing from grinning, there in case
The serviceman decides to shoot the boy-soldier
From his spot, and deliver himself from danger.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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