LostInTyme
Practically Family
- Messages
- 541
We were soldiers
trained in the arts of death dealing
life taking measures were imposed
without concern
for the opposing combatants
quarter was never given
or considered
if an enemy was spared
he might return again
and the outcome could reverse
smoke ‘em if you got ‘em
was a common call
never partaking
was my choice
at night, we lived and slept in holes
small measures to be safe
but our foes knew each one
and where we hid
when they came
they came in force
in numbers so great
we couldn’t count
first call was
they’re in the wire
responding from our holes
raining hell fire on them
‘till the ammo ran out
next call, they’re in the compound
ell tee called in the strike…..
in a moment, it was over
soldiers no more
combatants no more
just the dead, the dying and the maimed
somewhere, someone said
smoke ’em if you got ’em
but no one did
trained in the arts of death dealing
life taking measures were imposed
without concern
for the opposing combatants
quarter was never given
or considered
if an enemy was spared
he might return again
and the outcome could reverse
smoke ‘em if you got ‘em
was a common call
never partaking
was my choice
at night, we lived and slept in holes
small measures to be safe
but our foes knew each one
and where we hid
when they came
they came in force
in numbers so great
we couldn’t count
first call was
they’re in the wire
responding from our holes
raining hell fire on them
‘till the ammo ran out
next call, they’re in the compound
ell tee called in the strike…..
in a moment, it was over
soldiers no more
combatants no more
just the dead, the dying and the maimed
somewhere, someone said
smoke ’em if you got ’em
but no one did