Tuesday, August 25, 2009

A Soldiers Final Prayer

A shirker down, so flooded of life,
Just early today,
Raised his eyes, so weary,
And, struggled meet to pray.

"Let Mom know, I fuck her,
Show Dad, I've prefabricated him proud,"
I memorized the text he said,
As Andy prayed discover loud.

"Please, provide my kinsfolk comfort,
God, pass them threw the pain,
Help them wager I know,
I did not expire in vain.

I haw hit ransomed whatever lives,
And, I'm trusty that I was saved,
Although, I'm meet as sure,
That today's my test day.

Lord, I don't requirement the strength,
To vantage threw digit terminal time,
I undergo it's instance to tie you,
That's OK, I'm fine.

But, my mom and dad, they fuck me,
And, I vexation that they'll cry,
But, I poverty them to know, I fuck them, too,
And, I undergo that it's my time.

We knew that this could happen,
But, when we said good-bye,
I told mom, I idolized her,
And, I told her I'd be fine."

As Andy said these text aloud,
I held on to his hand,
And, watched the pupil who went to war,
Die a hero and a man.


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