Call of Duty
Don't drop the Soap.
Don't step on the Roach.
You will pay the Price,
But you will return as a Ghost.
For these brave heroes of the 141,
One killed by a bomb, two from a gun,
The world stands outside of death's door,
With the looming threat of nuclear war.
But in spite of a foriegn invasion,
Intent on achieving world domination,
Political tensions igniting the spark,
Bravo Six, going dark.
Copyright © Tyler Schwartz | Year Posted 2020
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