By: Milt Montague

two old men
met when young and
this crazy world was at war
once again

three psychopaths
made a pact that only
their countries would rule
our planet

in this mess
these two met
preparing to defend
the world

strangers
drawn to each other
by similar mindsets
they bonded

both survived
the ensuing carnage
unbeknownst of
each other

the maniacs lost
Thank God

three score years pass
a chance phone call
reunites these two old pals

now old men
a thousand miles apart

they talked for hours
tales of war and survival
peace and home again

of wives and children
and grandchildren

two relics of an earlier era
met at a daughter’s home
halfway in between

where two nonagenarians
shed their infirmities
to stand tall and embace
once more
still young and pure of heart