twenty-five years in the us army
still got that little boy haircut
wearing fatigues to the commissary
while keeping important contacts
run your household like a drill sergeant
your sadistic fantasy career and life path
canned images of honor, glory and respect
“clean that latreen with a toothbrush, soldier
you’ll be cleaning it every day for a month”
obscene defense budgets for war toy games
parades, holidays for those who gave their lives
for the failures of old men driven by greed
wear your dress uniform to simulate greatness
honoring a lifetime of service to our country
my hero!
There’s a movie by the same name. Good descriptive verse.
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