A Rambling Mind

Many thoughts run through my head As I lay here lonely on my bed Army that! Army this! The only place my heart now feels bliss No more working a thankless job I’ll soon be surrounded again by a military mob It takes so much time, so much might My God, this two year wait has been a fight Making friends is not enough Damn this patience, this wait is tough Hopefully by the 23rd The good news I seek will be heard The Colonel makes his final demand “Thirty-five Fox then to Afghanistan!” Sights set sharp, ears open wide I’m finally awaiting my final ride Tired of people on a personal note Have business with mine? No, no they don’t Sir, get me the hell out of here with no haste! This waiting is tiring, this current job a waste