Sitrep

 

 

 

…………..Sunray this is not a civilian,

And sunray this is my sitrep!

 

 

            I can hardly contain my rage,

Could eat me a chinnook

All battered and hailed in bullets

                                                And fekk it,

No-one knows me,

No-one knows the camaraderie

Like the man you made.

 

 

            Sunray this be my epitaph,

A man I once knew still kills for lust

Yet a crackhouse of CIVS

All back-stabbing the DIVS –

Cradles grenades in my palm

An the harm I could do with an MP4 –

An war I abhor but I know of nothing else,

            I don’t know fekk all else,

Just wanna see em drop

Just wanna see em drop

I don’t know fekk all else aware of

Selling myself to the highest bidder,

A bid for my life,

My wife,

My wife

My love my child,

 

 

            Sunray, where do old soldiers go

When symphonies proclaim the tears

Of hills and deserts

Hills and deserts

Hills and deserts?

 

 

            Sunray, I want to go home,

The CIVS don’t like me,

The wife doesn’t understand,

And now lost in a void of conceit,

I don’t like me,

                        Unless

                                    Unless

I’m allowed the shoot to kill

Shoot to kill

Shoot to kill,

                        I want to go home to

The battlefield I abhor and play Phillip Glass

Until I be no more,

                        No more,

                                    No more,

                                                No war!

 

 

Michael J Waite 30^th December 2009