The Life

The Life

People come and go,
but armies are here to stay.
Just as you may know,
to keep Saddam away.

That is why I am here,
in the happy field.
Wishing for a cool beer,
all of my troubles healed.

But NO! Not in Alpha Company,
of the notorious 163rd.
Not for all the defense monies,
can you be deferred.

�Sarge, my arm�s broke; Sarge, my eye fell out,
I hear it all the time,
Dumb private think you have clout?
You�re not worth even a dime.�

�Back in my day none of it mattered,
arm shot off, or freezing cold.
Even if your body was in tatters,
you always did as you were told.�

Typical mindset in Alpha Company,
Mr. Darwin at his best.
Always looking for someone,
to put down like the rest.


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