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Bernhard Langer approaches Sarajevo

Food convoys part suddenly
revealing Langer
on the 18th tee— 

each side of the fairway
in lakes and bunkers
Serbs and Croats lie in ambush— 

a crowd of Moslems
holds a strongly fortified position
a good six iron away— 

the nations watch,
tortured by handicaps, caddying
for their own agendas— 

Joel, three,
assumes the leadership of the western world
and picks up the remote control— 

the putt drops, Langer
raises the trophy
in a hundred gunsights.

Langer won the US Masters in 1993 at the time of the war resulting from the post-Communism break-up of Yugoslavia.