Exeter chapter i _ soldier in joconde’s view

I am a soldier at War, My enemies are invisible and ruthless They left me here like Donquichotte fighting against dust devils, All by myself, Eating my dogfood, In a blood-red metallic box, that came from overseas with a smile, to fight wars that aren’t mine! Peace is so hard when all you’ve ever known is sweet gunshots and blood... Therefore I stand, Here... With my shitty happiness, resisting... With my clenched fist on one arm and my fake weapon on the other _____