Suspended here in a pastel world, these
plastic soldiers strike a serious pose, mid-
battle, rigid, voiceless.
Moulded and mass produced in green,
brown, and cream, they come equipped
with rifles, grenades and bravado. They
quietly teach children about power, control,
the ally & the enemy long before they
understand the weight of war.
Set against a gentle backdrop, Individually,
all alone, they seem misplaced here, like
they showed up for war but found
themselves in a watercolour dream.
It is against the soft tones, their seriousness
melts a little, as if they aren’t even sure what
they are fighting for anymore.