Seventeen.2 and *******
A green brimmed hat pounded against my face
17.2 years and thinking I’m dead
What have I done and why didn’t you warn me?
Fear was pervasive and peace evasive
Grab your bayonet and fix it for the fight!
Forward into his chest, into the chest, ****, ****, ****!!!
Fright, oh the fright and, yes, I cried at night
What have I done? Oh, what did I do?
The child in me fled and the man in me bled
The man became angry and fought with a fit
I ******* and ******* like soldiers do
I am kind and respectful, but always have a plan to **** you
We shot, how we shot the green panel, barrel dot
I’m no longer a person, but more like an animal
No child should be taught such things that are afoul
Reserve such things for men with hair on their chins
One night a terrible fight and the boy forever died
A bayonet ****** into his chest and turnt to the left and right
I bled and bled and spin did my head
Agony, oh agony, for I had been beat
“What now do I do,” as I laid in my blood?
No father to rescue me, no motherly love
Numb, am I numb, I don’t really know
Is such violence designed to make me grow? If so. If so.
No, indeed there was no concession
Brutality shall it be and it shall be brutality
Unforgiving world with beasts that move among us
Therefore, I shall be like a beast and move among them
Choke, punch, knee, smother, and tear away
Violence do you want, then violence do you get
I caught his eye, he cupped his hand, and laid a blow upon me with his cupped hand
My ear, hit so hard, never again the same to hear
Three years of living ****, “hey, re-up,” he said!
“Go **** yourself,” I said, there’s something wrong with your head
Three more of what? No. No. No., just dread
*******, I’ll exit if you please
You damaged me Army for my life you see
You affected my soul for the remainder
You made me express violence
You made me hyper-vigilant
Through jaded eyes, the world I see
I know that never again will I be me
Until the soil is placed over top my head
You filled my life with hate and dread