My gig is in hotspots
That’s what I do
I’m a journalist
I report the truth
But maintaining relationships is oh so difficult
Especially when there are landmines, IED’S
Bullets, missiles, kidnapping and assassinations
You gotta wonder, why me?
What’s with the danger?
There’s no good grief
But I’ve got editors and readers who want the truth
So here I am in Hong Kong, or Myanmar, spending my youth
I could have a girl back home
Instead I got an interpreter I love
Who wants to come to America — and deserves to as he protects me
But I love it, it sure beats the city desk
Every day is an adventure
Or a nightmare
Getting a haircut is tough
The food often *****
No end in sight for this life
Unless the world disappears
Sep 11, 2019
Sep 11, 2019 at 3:41 PM UTC
My gig is in hotspots
That’s what I do
I’m a journalist
I report the truth
But maintaining relationships is oh so difficult
Especially when there are landmines, IED’S
Bullets, missiles, kidnapping and assassinations
You gotta wonder, why me?
What’s with the danger?
There’s no good grief
But I’ve got editors and readers who want the truth
So here I am in Hong Kong, or Myanmar, spending my youth
I could have a girl back home
Instead I got an interpreter I love
Who wants to come to America — and deserves to as he protects me
But I love it, it sure beats the city desk
Every day is an adventure
Or a nightmare
Getting a haircut is tough
The food often *****
No end in sight for this life
Unless the world disappears