Sonic Warfare

The clock strikes 6 PM

And the troops begin to assemble

They are pouring in

From every direction

And they don’t seem to be stopping

I am easily outnumbered

3,000 to 1

Right in the middle of it all

Surrounded by these blood thirsty men

It’s pitch black,

I can’t even move a muscle,

I might as well be in a coffin

The battlefield is hot and sticky

It’s not a jungle

But I’m drenched,

Beads of sweat rolling down my back

Saturating my uniform

All of a sudden

A Flash!

And Another!

And Another!

It’s a strobe!

It’s a laser!

The frequency is deadly

The troops go wild

Every single one

Screaming their battle cry

This can only get worse

A new group of soldiers appear

Holding these awesome weapons

Using them as if they had been trained for years,

They fire shot after shot

Penetrating my forehead

With sounds

Beautiful sounds

The vibrations begin to build

Enveloping me

Traveling through my boots,

All the way up my body,

And reverberating in my helmet

The hole in my forehead gets wider

And the pressure begins to build

I have to go

I cannot fight anymore

My cause is not worth this pain

My body cannot withstand it

I try to flee

But the soldiers won’t allow it

Impeding my retreat

At every step

I worry I will never escape

I make it through eventually

But this offers little resolve

For like any war,

The wounds outlast the battle