Urban Jungle

by Jemma   Apr 24, 2008


Action man wakes up to sunny garden
of Eden's power, exclaiming pure nature
of tomorrow's sunrise

Mud on knees sets eyes alight
as plastic explosives find their way
into little fingers, itching to play

Regiment salutes urban jungle
and camouflage accepts them
in open arms

Squadron alert with feet still still
forever static in the
momentum of this world

Action man wakes up in flame
of hot summer warfare.

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