SOLDIER

My little boy now paces the earth

immersed in darkness 
training for the 
worst.



My tender son, the mild one – little prince 
sheltered from the vulgar world

in the precious ark 
forever floating
                      
on a perpetual flood



the child to whom I didn’t read Red Riding Hood

so as not to alarm him
 with slashed bellies
 
and blood



is now cutting his way through a thicket

crawling on all four


learning   to be 


a wolf.

חייל

חייל