Propagandhi

Failed Imagineer

I been thinking about you. I been meaning to tell you. Sit down with me, let's have a drink. Back when the War ended your great grandfather hand-wrote letters of apology to all of those families of the men who crewed that U-boat. Haunted 'til his death by that long night off the coast. Your other great granddad came back from Arnhem transformed into a damaged and violent man. Never spoke of the slaughter he witnessed firsthand. Oh, this is the world I brought you into man. All remorse, no rebel. A shell of my former shell. Sit down with me and have a drink. What have we here? The dreaded failed imagineer? His private dismay on public display. Son, do not be alarmed by your old man's tears. "Hey old man it's ok. Every dog has his day. Sit down with me let's have a drink." I been thinking about you. I been meaning to tell you. Sit down with me, let's have a drink.

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