3 juni 2015

Scorched earth policy

the motorcycle was welded to part of me.
Do you never ever know what freedom means? It means a red blood, when the blood burns in your veins.
Like a red-blooded free feeling.
According to Hammill & Jackson it will be just one crazy moment while the dice are cast,
The man looks into the future and remembers what is past,
wonders what he's doing on this battlefield,
shrugs to his shadow, impatient, too proud yet to kneel.
In his wake he leaves scorched earth and work in vain;
smoke drifts up behind him - he is free again.
But ...
This is the posttraumatic stress.

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