A VIETNAM VETERAN WAITING FOR THE AGENT

The Agent

            I am the reminder.

I am a herald of sorrow and anguish..

Pain and misery precede me on my appointed rounds.

I collect on debts owed.

 I am the keeper of receipts.

My list of diagnosis grows. I grow.

 I am the Agent.

Through the years my disguises are many. The result the same.

I am irresistible, unstoppable, though once preventable, now terminal. Final.

Look here to the dark angel of a generation misguided and mismanaged.

 I am the way to this inglorius and undeserved end.

I have the last word.

I am the Agent.

I am the instrument of early demise on going.

 I am a corrupter of men’s ideals and intentions.

I am the Agent.

Some will escape me. Not many. All will know of me.

I know whom I have gotten and who yet remains.

I have the last word.

I am the Agent.

I am dioxin.

 I am Agent Orange.

A Vietnam Veteran?.

                             ?Watching for The Agent?

   IF THIS VERSE HAS SCARED YOU & MADE YOU GET AN APPOINTMENT FOR A PHYSICAL IT HAS SERVED ITS PURPOSE WELL.