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White Lies
I rub soothing circles in the blind child’s hand
For he cannot see his parents on the ground.
And as the dead weeds scrape up our ankles, I tell him of the bad guys that lie right here
But I don’t know why
And he asks why they attacked so I tell him of the hate that blocks their eyes.
Then I take him to the gravelly village road.
I veer him a little off path so as not to disturb his uncle.
Where’s Mommy he asked. Uncle and Daddy too.
I don’t know what my plan was.
They told me to take you for now, my voice cracks.
The camp is ugly. I expect it now. If only it smelled good, for him.
This day I didn’t have to deal with tears on my uniform.
But it’s not like they show up on olive green anyway.
The boy has nothing to cry about.
It was a job well done.
Tell me the truth, he says.
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