an operative...

so...
you courted death
just like your fate
which you once embraced
knowing they will never claim you
your this body of lies
which severing strongest ties
on the dust of a desert lied...

an operative...
you were and had been
and they lured you to the scene
by showing you stars on the wall...
some unnamed unclaimed stars...

at the farm
they trained you hard
how to run on broken shards
of glass on the floor
how to picklock the most secure door
how to be the calmest
how to be under water for records to plummet...
how to use local resources...
how to break codes...Morse's...
how to devise an escape plan...
how to noiselessly on tin shed land...
how to deploy your barest things...
how to strategise what could the greater results bring?

if plan a fails there should be a plan b
they asked you to go beyond what mortal eyes see...

and see...
a body of lies...
your deglorified demise
in an unknown land creates no hussle
back home files some might be missing
and two leaders could have a mild tussle
of words over a glass of whitest champagne...
but...
an operative
you were simply
and had been...
lured by that lonely nameless star
on the wall you moved this far...

nameless you die...
non claimed asset
you truths belie...

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