Category Archives: War Poetry

“That’ll Never Be Me”

No matter what training or school or course it was in, Fort whatever-it-was, lying on the ground at night In the woods, cheek rested on the M-240B on guard I fought the Z-monster but said ‘this is just training If … Continue reading

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Repetition

Left-right-left-right We went as we learned the Basic soldiering skills Customs and courtesies drilled Into our heads always; Repetition ‘Fall-in’ shouted about ten Times a day as the workweek went, From motorpool Monday’s to Sergeant’s- Time on Friday, months turning … Continue reading

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Strain

Pretty damn awesome bit of words and raw-emotion right here:

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Primal

The descent into Chaos: Fades away The law and order. Fades away social Norms; Fades away Courtesy, dignity and Brotherhood. Enter Instinct; Enter desperation,

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The Ballad of Pvt Snuffy

On a dusty street corner Behind the HESCO’s he stood Guarding who knew what for Who knows why, just like Yesterday and the day before. He walked across no duckboards; There were no beaches to storm, And he froze not … Continue reading

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Soul Doubt

Looking back at it now it all seems to clear, The absolute botching that was the entire occupation And the lack of American understanding that Drove us all to fight the enemy unseen, at a disadvantage. Ill-prepared. And regardless we … Continue reading

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The Day I Don’t Talk About

A dream-state; Some hypnotic trance Cast upon me whereas everything now Has just turn’t stale. Emotion turns off. Your life is my nightmare. Amid eerie silence the women wail and howl,

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Just a Thing

You are a person. Living, standing next to me You speak and gesture, I don’t understand your language But, interpreted or not You probably talk about the same things I do, same hopes that I have. The same thoughts

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Blood Money

I took a clipping from the paper, once A comic – contrasting ‘time is money’ says The alive, and ‘time is greater than money’ Says the Dead. I put it in my wallet where It resides to this day. In … Continue reading

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The Grudge

There is no way to describe through Words, no way to replicate The feeling that you feel As you roll out the front gate, Crew silent, into the battle space On a quick-reaction mission to The site of a U.S. … Continue reading

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