POETRY: The Last Battle



The Last Battle

©Mimi Wolske, September 2013

All Rights Reserved



Destruction begins

And thousands of white soldiers

Are off to fight a war to the death.



Wearing red coats,

In their capacity, carry the life’s O;

And so the struggle ensues.


The phone rings;

It takes a message

Announces: It’s Your Doctor

Your Test Shows You Have An Infection


Ha! My brain

Knew it before he did…

The lights haven’t turned off yet,

And I’m the one who’s still smiling.


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