Arrogant Soldiers

I want to paint … A barbed wire shooting electric beams at those who try to escape, icy hands trembling under my striped uniform and the dream of a hot chicken soup sitting on the dinner table waiting for me.


I want to paint … Arrogant soldiers shouting violently like a T-rex roaring the cold bitter air soaring up my nose like a roller coaster and the face of a young blonde girl handing out food through the thin barbed wire.


I want to paint … the salty sea tears running down my cheek, my heavy headache beeping like an alarm and the warm embrace of my parents hug.


I want to paint … a flaming fire – toasty and warm, the fur of my dog when he cuddles up to me and my parents smile once more.


I want to paint the end of this war.

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