I was staring at the ceiling and I realized something, I've mentioned here before about my father dodging the draft during the Vietnam war, then it dawned on me.
My father tried to evade the jungle, but truth is, you can't outpace the jungle. He was eventually hit with a strong yellow fever, he was defeated by the primal urge to breed with monkeys, the jungle has claimed yet another soldier, who has never even set foot on the battlefield.
And because my father tried so hard to evade the suffering, a spell was cast on him, that his first jungle born child will inherit all the pain of the fallen U.S soldiers and will suffer all his life.
All because my father refused to die for the capitalists, I am now fated to live a life of neverending agony until I die
My father tried to evade the jungle, but truth is, you can't outpace the jungle. He was eventually hit with a strong yellow fever, he was defeated by the primal urge to breed with monkeys, the jungle has claimed yet another soldier, who has never even set foot on the battlefield.
And because my father tried so hard to evade the suffering, a spell was cast on him, that his first jungle born child will inherit all the pain of the fallen U.S soldiers and will suffer all his life.
All because my father refused to die for the capitalists, I am now fated to live a life of neverending agony until I die
