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Poetry: Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

by Linda Ann Nickerson

FRIENDLY FIRE
A Haiku Revue

Temper tossed away,
Clipping pins from live grenades,
Lobbing verbal bombs.

Hair-trigger anger,
Set off by a sudden noise,
Post-traumatic stress.

Who did this to you?
And who painted the target
On peacemaker's back?

Call off the bombers.
The secret snipers are gone.
No reason to shoot.

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