Two Steps to the RearA Poem by IronbuttFrom cold coffee and eggs in the morning to an insuperable friendship... military life has its moments.
One rule that seems to be clear..
never, never, ever volunteer.. ya right! From shining the mop bucket in the middle of the night.. to displaying my underwear dress right.. sleeping and peeing in two holes apart.. worrying about what is coming through the dark.. shooting at nothing and then crying about it all... coming back with memories of those who took the fall.... two steps to the rear..... Figuring out the language and habits of others... commandos, Rok Rangers, trackers ..all brothers... all hope for a future of peace.. sit around telling jokes... a quite moment to eat. Walk around now, surrounded by ghosts... hard sometimes to let those memories go... two steps to the rear......
© 2013 IronbuttAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorIronbuttMartinez, GAAboutBest at ease behind a BBQ grill, human to most, Vet, father, grandfather, biker, poet and lyric writer. Author of Red Clay Scholar, Tin Roof Memories, Mile Marker 101 and A Soldiers Notebook, all foun.. more..Writing
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