Militant-Mind!
Today's pain
is tomorrow's gain
My Hustle
is yesterday's struggle
High rates of death
increasing like inflation
This is a dedication
for those who died for our nation
This goes out for that father
who earns his honest living
So he joins the Army of One
& his only thoughts is killing
Thumping of a 50 Cal'
while the M4 clapping
I remember soldiers
used to prepare for a war
that will never happen
Thunderous marching by troops
about to set it off
Loud Boisterious voices
of cadence sounding off
If you don't have GOD
you better have some spritually
Everything you've seen in your nightmares
is now a reality
Fighting to live, as we live to fight
brothers in Arms, as we all unite
Forty-rounds through the chamber
the barrel hot like the sun
cold steel rips through flesh
or you can die by the gun!!!
Copyright © Arcene Janvier | Year Posted 2010
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