Denis
Emorine, FR
Free Verse
God
1
God
“my” god
I would like to strangle you with my bare hands
to prevent you from causing more harm
sighs the soldier free at last
after the daily murders
His weapon lies at his feet
blushing at the crimes
past and to come
it purrs gently
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2
A Soldier's
Prayer
It is too heavy
for me
the cross of death
they say
and yet
I love it, o how I love it
how strong it makes me
and invincible!
I would not exchange it for anything in the world”
I'd rather die!
Translation from the French by Brian Cole
