At the Warfront

We trudge off to war

Ready our weapons

We will make love no more

Time has taught us

Where to aim

To cause the most destruction

To aim at the soft underbelly

And to turn all battles into battles of attrition

The lies we have told each other

Are now truths to be wielded

As shields

We take potshots at each other from the shadows

And never yield

There will be no armistice, no peace

As we two are the only ones who continue to fight

Words only serve to ignite

Flames that scorch

A torch

Which shines light only on what is wrong

Not what made us strong

Or happy

What has gone before

Memories, children and

All pretense of civility

Don’t matter in war.