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Son, you win today, but the war is yet begun
It’s the neighbors, the father and son share water
The father laughs at the son wearing his cup like a dunce
their basketball is left stranded in the sun
The father hands his boy a gun, some dress blues
The boys mother screams from in the house, please!
Don’t! The boy holds the gun tightly, his arms
they bulge, his height, he grows, towering over
his father. The children from the pool! Man and woman
now, protecting those ideals.
The years move on and the dog whimpers, he wait’s.
The children will be back, they promised.
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