Cease Fire

Posted on by gratzite

The fighting had stopped

amid corpse littered streets

we smoked cigarettes

watching the stream

fleeing the ruined city

in silence broken by

the rain on the tin roof

of the dug out

it was only a cease fire

our ammo was run out

she produced a bottle

we both took a swig

in the face of death

why die sober

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Published by gratzite

I am a retired GP aged 96, still in good health but lame since I fractured my hip. I am the oldest member of The Aetherius Society due to my meeting George King the founder in 1958. I wrote a book describing my experiences entitled, ''Metaphysics and The New Age''. My website is, www. kasselmain.com. "The Divine Herecies"