Chapter V Sgt Macho
Sgt Macho approached to me after they killed all the guerrillas, and said,
A POW? Good we really made it today, another medal for our records
Guys, we weren’t expecting to rescue a POW. This is good, now
You are free again soldier, let’s go home, home of liberty, said Sgt
Macho. But I don’t want to go home, I told Sgt Macho, you don’t want
To leave this place? Why not? Had you been brain washed? Asked
Sgt Macho. Listen, you are free now, you are an American soldier and you
Coming with us, like it or not. Soldier, you can face a court martial
For treason during combat and collaborate with the enemy, do
You understand, soldier? Sgt Macho was pissed off, ready to eat
Out this American traitor, you are coming with us to our fire base
Camp, and that’s an order troop. Hey Sarge! Sgt Macho, you don’t
Understand my position here, Sgt let me tell you this, I’m on a
Special mission. I’ve got to stay here with my little lovers, or at
Least with the one that are still alive. Your little lovers? What do you?
Exactly mean by that soldier? Asked, Sgt Macho. These Vietcong
Guerrillas are nobody’s lover but our enemies. Green man replied!
Sgt Macho, what I meant is that I have to stay
With these little bastards to learned their way. So this is your so
Called special mission? What is this mission all about, soldier?
Sgt, this coming from the top, ok? From the top? You mean
Headquarters? No Sgt Macho, this is higher, higher? Division
Command? No Sarge, higher, you damn soldier, are you
Talking about the Pentagon? Asked Sgt Macho. Sgt Macho,
You just don’t get it, this mission coming straight from
The Listener.
Chapter VI The Listener
The Listener? Who the heck is this stupid listener?
Sgt Macho, calm down, don’t get excited, be cool and
Lower your voice, because, the listener, is listening right
Now, Sarge. Green man, I’m losing my patient, with you
And I’m about to burst, you better tell me who this
Listener is, before I put a bullet right between your
Eyes. I’m starting to believe that you had became one
Of them. Ok, Sgt Macho, the listener, he’s the one going
Around, messing with us, he likes to write dumb stories
About us, he gave us names; for example, I’m flat jacket
Or jungle man or green man, because of my Vietnam
Combat experience. And this other fellow soldier from
Iraq war, the listener like to called him, Dragon skin,
Desert sand vet or camel desert vet. You see now, Sgt
Macho? what I’m talking about? Even you Sarge, the
Listener likes to call you, Sgt Macho, see what I mean now? Yes,
Green man, I see it, what are we going to do now?
Any idea, desert sand? NO! What about you jungle green. No,
No idea at all, Sgt. Macho.
I have an idea, says, Dragon skin; let’s just disappear
From the view of this listener. Disappear? What are
You talking about? Said Sgt Macho, while green man
Were all open ears, waiting for a solution. Ok, on the count of
3, said, Dragon skin, we will be out from this listener view
Agree? Agree, says all these warriors, ok, like I said on
The count of 3, we’ll disappear from this dumb story-
Teller, ok, here we go, 1, 2, 3, Poof! Poof! Poof!
May 20, 2007 Copyright © 2007
By: Monat
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