Ranger SchoolA Poem by The Warrior Poet True hunger heightens all the senses Ranger School
Taste the acrid salt of your own sweat, as gnawing hunger heightens the senses to a point where you can smell your own body odor and feel the ridges of your own fingerprints… A single meal in three days drops into an empty pit doing little to curb the constant, catabolic craving. And after days without sleep it comes anyway as a dull film over the brain that clouds thoughts and carries dizzy swirls of cloudy darkness through your vision. US Army Ranger School 1988 © 2010 The Warrior Poet |
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The Warrior PoetNJAboutI am a combat veteran paratrooper and I've been writing since 1984. I was chosen by my English teacher as good candidate for Creative Writing and had to get a waiver to get into the class because my .. more..Writing
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