FNG BLUES

Someone out there wants to kill me

It may be somebody that I can’t see

I have a big target on front and back

I crouch here waiting for the attack

Where did this all go so very wrong

I haven’t even been here all that long

Such a strange place with odd names

There are no real rules to these games

Maybe my girl had the right thought

Canada had the freedom that I sought

But it’s too late, ‘cause I’m over here

And I can feel the Reaper drawing near

Getting as far down in this hole as I can

Just see the dawn is as far as I can plan

Any noise in the Bush could be the VC

Of all the damn times I need to take a pee

Will I wind up like the rest of those guys

Walking around with Thousand Mile Eyes

Or will I wind up in a black, zippered bag

Turned into something to make Mom gag

Now I’m shaking like it’s so freezing cold

My only ambition Lord, is let me get old

A can rattles somewhere down on the wire

Everybody around me begins to open fire

I shoot and shoot until my ammo runs out

“Cease Fire” was called, but without a doubt

Many of them quit like I did with nothing left

I felt as foolish as if I’d been caught in a theft

Somebody went to the wire to have a Look-see

And shouted back “You heroes won a victory

It’s such a glorious sight behind me here to see

Another dirty communist, dead Water Buffalo VC.”

© Spider

Graphic © David Honey