John Arribas Poet Rhyme

Epilog To Reconnaissance

EPILOG TO
RECONNAISSANCE PATROL
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


Survived again, back to CP, a successful patrol
Brought back some intel, lost nary a soul
Exhausted, safe, suddenly my hands are shaking
Continued patrols is madness in the making
Fear enemy patrols, running into each other
Can’t stop thinking about my worried mother

In a few short days I’ll again reburden my soul
Wish it was a ball game, damn it, another patrol
Some men sleep in hopes of not being deployed
Some men can’t sleep, dread of being deployed
Can’t do this again,  I’m teetering on a ledge
Next patrol I’ll surely topple over the edge 

Stop it, stop it, stop it damn it

Put on a good face, laugh, don’t act too serious 
Calm down, be nonchalant, fear is contagious
Last thanksgiving mom made deep dish pies
Man says he is not scared is telling you lies
Play cards, tell jokes, have fun, make friends
Stroll over to the briefing its that time again

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Gayle Rodd May 13, 2017 at 11:44 PM Oh this made my empathy JUMP. My deepest respect and thanks to you, sir. John Arribas May 13, 2017 at 11:55 PM THANK YOU. I AM SO GLAD THAT I WAS ABLE TO TRANSMIT THE FEELINGS OF MEN IN COMBAT.