Military Poems

Barely American dream

Haters always putting me down.
Look how far I've come, gotta 
reason to put my hard hat down

No, I don't have an ATM ,
that spits out whenever I want.

I'm just like you. 
I'm fighting for a buck.
I don't drink, at least to me, excessively.

Blow money on cars,  yeah right
Only if it could get me to

Coffee Break

The L. T. was green,
And equally mean,
Full of swagger and bluster,
And all the authority he could muster.
Bold in command,
This brash little man,
Who strode all around
Like he owned the damn ground--
Barking orders and spittle,
Never regarding how little
Regard in which he was held.

It was the midnight shift,
And L. T. in a tiff,
Cause his coffee had run out.
The

Summer Night Without Your Spouse

       When the silver moon tangoes out, with a lyrical hum,
       And my heart beats like the gentlest drum.

       Then, does my warm breathing hearspeed,
        Oh, it is then, you,

Atom

O Quintessence!
That which makes us, shapes us,
Through the dirty day
From dust to dust –

Did they know, when they unleashed you, what they wrought?
Stellar eternity condensed in cataclysmic instant,
Iota wreaking death, and smaller blasphemy – 
Brief man stealing star-power against the night.

Did he know, when he died the little death, what he was doing?
Not you, for

FAIR PLAY

Fair play didn’t quite feature
when reason absconded;
war and peace polarised.
When their ideals clash,
     men rip, tear
     hair by roots.
     Didn’t they care
     rare courage
     found in lair?

PRIVATE SCREAMINGS!!!

Well, it's inspection time again!
The Boys in the Barracks are wiping,
buffing, spit-polishing, belts and buckles...
Lest they feel the Wrath of their D.I.'s Knuckles!

Now, once they're all prepped and polished,
Some may soon find...their world demolished!
silence falls...Quick footsteps down the hall...
Not, One, Soul, Is, BREATHING...At ALL!

ATTEN-SHUN! BARRACKS READY FOR INSPECTION SIR!
AS YOU WERE CORPORAL! What Have We

Physics of cyber dense

My ground is pretty solid 
My statement is really worth 

I many inadequacies foiled
I really respect force

I am mightly explicit weapon
The credit of AF defense 

My engines your brain boil
I am drone that distills essence 

My electronics prone to tectonics
My sensors a lot sense 

Use power of sonics 
The diligent phonies

Physics of cyber dense

Twenty-Four Notes

A bugler stands silent and alone
Deep within the garden of stone
And as the first three notes sound
Echoing across this sacred ground
Resounding in the mourners’ ears
Stir each soul and summon tears
The bugler plays soft and slow
Twenty-four notes we all know
That in our souls resonate
They honor and commemorate
The Veteran we lay to rest
By whose service we were

Random Thoughts 7: Military Kid

I am from nowhere
And everywhere
My home is with the open road
And the setting sun 
On the horizon of the Pacific

Valor of India Unyielding Gallantry at Neuve Chapelle During 1915

Bravest Sons of India – Neuve-Chapelle, 1915.
(Linking Pin Sonnet – Dr. Joseph Spence Sr. Style)

India’s sons marched where guns roared in flame,
Flame lit their path as the Lahore men onward pressed,
Pressed with the Meerut through wire none could tame,
Tamed only by hearts in brave Garhwal dressed.

Dressed for the storm, Gurkha steel cut the way,
Way through

The Scooby Doo

In real missile defense 
There is this notion
These are native to you
And these are foreigner

SVOI CHUZHOI
In Russian language 
This missile is GOI

There was this shameful event 
VINCENNES 
And we hit AIRPLANE 
passenger iran 655
 
It was HUMAN MISTAKE
it wasn't intended 

but it is victimizing 
via bias of people
taking action for a sign

I hate myself for

Reciprocated An American Sonnet Rambo Tribute

All I wanted was something to eat,
what you gave me was disrespect. 
This fight in me belongs to each of you,
we all live under the American flag. 

I put on the uniform I held up a rifle 
to protect all of you from harm’s way. 
You think that would warrant a smile.
At the very least?

CHERNOBYL

ON TV hey say mothers are heroes and schizophrenics high
If birthing and bringing the child is so difficult 
Remember the story of mine 

You are standing legs in radioactive water
You know you life  will soon end 
But you are doing the job because you should because you can
Because you must
Because you have to

and tears

MUSTANG

Computer I work with is called MUSTANG 
The wild horse vulnerable to victimization

The military stance the snake and snake the whisperer

THE DANCE 

A lot in system yours requires the repair 


the military and the judge  the pension really is the high

but they are the corruption

this is WHY

IN THIS I MAKE THE POINT 
I WANT

Military Budget

If you pay pension
To the military people
And don't pay to the real heroes
Who are doing real job

Working for you as OP
I really wonder
How is bureaucracy the apparatus
This of yours is really broke


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