Thai Seige from Cameraworld by Mikel Rouse

THAI SIEGE

We are two brothers.
We are bulletproof.
We’re hit-and-run Christians,
and raising the roof.

Fundamentally gunmen,
a notorious cult.
God’s Army reporting
confusion consult.

Chain smoking guerrillas
like twelve year old twins.
A group of believers
recovering sins.

Westerners scramble
their blood alcohol.
Explosions and gunfire
awaiting your call.

Hospital hostage
predicting with shades,
the time and direction
of enemy raids.

Born in the jungle,
commandos at five
my brother laid land mines
rebellion alive.

Kids full of fire,
the story complete
with 200 members,
and God’s county seat.

Baby-faced brothers,
exploding cigars…
The forces of nature
cascading in cars.

Hostage offensive
and medical care
and faith in predictions
that soon would be there.

Christians have risen
a victory grave.
An iron fist rebel
and how to behave.

Swearing forbidden
like kids in the hall
a national union
and comedy call

We are two brothers.
We are bulletproof.
We’re hit-and-run Christians,
and raising the roof

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