Kovah Havok Poet Rhyme

Fourteen Sundays

Last year I found a way
To double my salary
It was simple enough
To join the US Army
An 88 ASVAB
Could have earned me safety
Just another desk job
That would hardly suit me

"Let us try"
I'm an Active 12B
"Essayons", let us try
To be all we can be

And then as soon as I was in
We declared war on Iran
But having trained in the winter
I was eager for the sands
So go on, take my pin
And drop me on the map
Over ¾the mortality--
Infantry and a half

And they walked me 'round the base
Singing all sorts of things
About mothers without children
About how the widows weep
They sing "he's a US soldier
And that's all he'll ever be"
Because that soldier never came home
And he never heard us sing

"Let us try"
I'm an Active 12B
"Essayons", let us try
To be all we can be

And if I died at war
Would that be such an awful thing?
Five hundred extra thousand
For a man that doesn't know me
And people don't roll eyes
At that kind of legacy
And even if I went home
Well I don't know where that'd be

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