Finding What You Are

I know there are some things I'd never be able to do. One of those things is look you in the eyes and call you what you are. A Soldier.

I never call you what you are

Atten-TION!

Give me 20

Get down on your knees and beg for me

 

I’ve never called you what you are

Soldier, combatant, private, warrior

Fighting in a one manned army

So let me brand you with dog tags

Strip you of all that makes you human

You’ll die for me after all

 

Though your mother will beg

Hands clutching on those Mormon prayer beads

That you will arrive safely

Tucked into the haven of her small fragile breast

Without a scratch or scar across your heart

 

I wouldn’t call you what you are

Don’t look me in the eye

Give me that perfect salute

Hands straight

Back straight

Feet flat on the floor

Black leather boots

Buzz cut

Hair will only make you dirtier

 

So you looked in my eyes with a rock hard glance

Don’t even maggot

I can spit on you

You’ll do nothing

Army Man

Your life is mine

 

I can’t call you what you are

A hero

Someone somewhere

A long lost love story

Come home safely she’d beg you

 

I will never call you what you are

Fighting for me

For you

For nothing at all

Don’t blankly stare at me private

Pick up your pace

 

Before I make you wish you did

Move

Move

Move

Drop down

Faster

 

Army Man I can call you what you are

Don’t even pretend you didn’t wish you were

In her arms

Rather than in the army

Safe

Warm

Tucked against her soft lips

Nestled in-between her thighs

Especially on rainy days like this

Author's Note

Everything here is intentional.

Reviews

[soliloquy]

You have the nice ability of wrapping up things at the end.....and in nice ways too....

No one can realyl argue with the ending. Very nice.

[Richard Lane]

Even so you have an excellent poem there Kera.

[kera moondust]

well thank you =) ^^