Secret Torment of Private Abner Tiner
Special day at last?
Understanding psychiatrist - the patient's final mental barrier had passed?
Impossible to previously comprehend this suicidal soldier?
Could not grasp the burden or the suffering he had to shoulder?
Impervious to every prior therapy regimen?
Daring now to go where he had not wearily been?
Expecting the very worst?
Private Abner Tiner would not be the first?
Reaching the deepest recesses of his mind?
Exactly what would he find?
Violence of the cruelest creation?
Extraordinary monstrous transformation?
Nothing was beyond what he would discover?
Then, appreciating the moral morass the minister's son did not want to uncover?
Ironic had been his almost constant combat deployment -
Only desired employment -
Notable for all the killing brought him his SOLE enjoyment!
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