Theme: Debacle

The Unlucky Inventor

In winters, the sun does not reach down to my valley
so I put my hall mirror on top of a knoll; who the hell
needs a hall mirror? It poked fun of me every time
I walked past, on my way to the kitchen to make myself
another sandwich. In January and February, the sun
shines in my garden and there was no autumn in my
life but my latest invention which I sold to
the Taliban brought me heartache. It is a device that
detects drones and makes them explode in the air.
There are lots of explosions over Afghanistan and
Pakistan. Alas, I'm a fugitive from the Americans
who claim I'm abetting the enemy; the Taliban have
not paid me either. The US government wants me
dead, not by drones, but by sending in the marines.


More By  :  Jan Oscar Hansen

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