“Lieutenant Valentino”

He’s gold, you’re silver,
and I’m wearing green.
I’ve always wanted to conquer, and now I have,
but I’m still in shellshock.

See what you’ve done to me?

Retreat, lick my wounds, lick them clean
until I’m no longer jaded.
Retreat, lick my wounds, lick them clean
until all promises of happiness are forgotten.

It’s only compulsory
to release steam after four years fighting.
Laugh the loudest laugh, the grittiest growl,
let all that is built up come blasting out

for once in my God damn life.

Published by troycabida

Troy Cabida (b. 1995) is a London-based Filipino poet. He has been a member of the Barbican Young Poets, the Roundhouse Poetry Collective and is a producer for open mic night Poetry and Shaah. His poems have appeared in TAYO, harana, Bukambibig, Cha and Ink, Sweat and Tears. His debut poetry pamphlet "War Dove" is published under Bad Betty Press.

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