The Aftermath Of The War Poem by Koffi B Sossou

When I close my eyes, my demons come to life
When I am deep asleep, they travel with me to the jungles of Vietnam
Where I fought to defend my country

We pull the gun from the holster, safety off, aim and fire
Until there's no bullet left
And then start fighting with bare hands

We take the enemy by the throat and start crunching him
And my wife's screams wake me up with her throat in my trembling hands.

And for her safety she is asking for legal separation.
Now I am lost and lonely
I'm haunted by the past with no guaranteed future