Michael Campagnoli, 'The Beards'

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The Beards

He was Hezbollah. But very young.
The Christians waited until he got over the stone wall
in the garden, then shot him. He was carrying
a grenade launcher and it was heavy, clumsy
and he was having trouble getting over.
“Ooou-ah!” he cried and fell head-first,
then sat up and kicked the launcher, which
snapped back and hit him in the head.
He began to howl, violently.
It was embarrassing.
That’s when they shot him.

“I hate the Beards,” the shooter said smiling.
That’s what they called the Hezbollah, the “Beards.”

But he was just a kid, really.

By Michael Campagnoli