In his mind’s eye, though, he sees—
—Taliban
moving like scorpions across a similar landscape
his own caravan blown to shit
blood streaming from buddies
Now I’m one of them
He sights in again.
No time for
Lack of PTSD
He only hopes that
Gentle Ben
Increase-the-Peace Ben
is one of them, too, now.
Now, Ben.
Find your inner Taliban.

Autor: Don Winslow

In his mind’s eye, though, he sees—<br />—Taliban<br />moving like scorpions across a similar landscape<br /> his own caravan blown to shit<br /> blood streaming from buddies<br />Now I’m one of them<br />He sights in again.<br />No time for<br />Lack of PTSD<br />He only hopes that<br />Gentle Ben<br />Increase-the-Peace Ben<br />is one of them, too, now.<br />Now, Ben.<br />Find your inner Taliban. - Don Winslow

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