by R.Howells | Nov 5, 2007 | Poetry
OUT OF BRIZE ON A PLANE I FLY TO SUNNIER CLIMES FOR 4 MONTHS SO I KNEW THE TRAINING THE LECTURES DID NOT PREPARE FOR THE HEAT AND THE SUN I DID NOT CARE THE GUNS THE NOISE AND THE BOYS NOT ALL FLEW HOME WITH ME THAT DAY AWAY FROM HELL I PRAYED AND PRAYED NOW BACK AT...
