As the military exercise was approaching, Seriously blamed by the chief of staff, The chief of the operation section Felt outrageously depressing at this gloomy dusk. Yes, it was our lieutenant-colonel, A middle-aged man with crew-cut looked so sad, Yet let his crew officers went home to enjoy holiday. Once the best military student and officer, Now he was only a poor buffer Between the ideal scenario and the sheer fact That he couldn't have a chance to accomplish the mission With such a shabby troop of actors, Including his seniors (also his alumni) who just bullied him (And themselves must have been badgered by other superiors...) A staff soldier saluted him till his back view was fading In this totally fucked Friday evening. Down to the wheeled vehicle pool, He kept his smile anyway and whistled an old tune-- "If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I'm gone..." Jumping on a jeep, all the way back To his own Slaughterhouse-Five. -- http://www.wretch.cc/blog/kamadevas\ --

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