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The Crucible
I can only begin, To express what its like, To have gone through such things, As the crucible hike, 54 hours of torturing pain, Which only got worse, When it started to rain, 6 hours of sleep, Issued 3 MRE'S, 5 recruits dropped, Overcome by the heat, After 2 days of hiking, We were issued our masks, Taken into a chamber, Were we get CS gassed, With the rest of our strength, We head for the reaper, Into the mountains, We hike deeper and deeper, 80 pounds on our backs, M16 to our side, Ascending the mountain, Screaming painfully inside, The Reapers a monster, It can swallow you up, A truck had to follow, To pick recruits up, though it felt like forever, We had finally arrived, Beyond exhausted, and sleep deprived, Then the DI's scream out, lets pack up our trash, its time to head out, So get off of your ass, The hike back was torture, But as we got back, we ate a meal fit for warriors, then marched straight to our racks, Some thought they'd been dreaming, Some wild cartoon, But we had really overcome it, As a team, a platoon! Copyright © 2009 Zachary Jackson
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