Why Did I Volunteer for This?
I wrote this back in, I think, 10th grade. That would be 2007 or 2008. My brother had just joined the Marines and I wanted to write a poem for him. He's back home now and in the army reserves because of a shoulder injury, but he still enjoys his time in the military. I did not fix any errors or try to make it better, this is exactly what I wrote back then. I really want to fix everyday and make it every day for example, but I wont XD
Why did I volunteer for this?
It seemed like a good idea at the time, but...
Everyday I wake up at exactly 5 a.m.
I have to make my living quarters so clean
you could bounce a quarter off the cot.
Now personal hygiene top to bottom.
If these things aren't done perfectly
the Man will come down hard on me.
He will make me stand stock still for hours.
I eat, then work, then eat, then work
and then have some free time..... I eat.
This seemingly takes no time at all.
Then more duties must be performed.
By this time I am so tired all I can do is
stumble to my bed and fall asleep.
About 5 hours later it starts over again.
The whole place is filled with bugs.
They bite, claw, stab and dig with their millions
of pin pricks making me nauseous.
It is crowded and I feel boxed in.
This place feels just like hell.
Sometimes I just want to run home to mother.
Especially when thoughts of Going There come to mind.
If I go there then I'm dead and gone,
but then I stare at the US flag
with its patriotic stars and stripes
flying on the waves of the wind.
I realize I am doing this for
all the people I know and love
even many I don't know and never will.
I'm doing this for people of distant lands
and to keep my family safe from harm.
That is why I volunteered for this!