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I am a Number

Poetry By: Bobby Evans
Poetry



Personal story about what its like to be deployed and finding out you know nothing.. That from day one it was a lie...


Submitted:Aug 14, 2011    Reads: 40    Comments: 6    Likes: 2   


I Am A Number

The fighting began a year ago today

I began to noticed this world start to decay

People of this world's lives began to burn

All attended school but history they did not learn

The young fight blindly their lives they pay

Brain washed robots as some would say

Formations made of young and poor, as far as the eye could see

Here comes the speech about what kind of heroes you all will be

You will do as I say and most important is to control the fear

Magicians making free will disappear

I remember hearing hey soldier do not think just react

So lost, hoe do they want us to act

They can make you do anything with their lies they tell

Yeah, terrorist came and the towers fell

To combat I go a green mean fighting machine

Only to find out I'm a number not a human being

BOOM reality hits and it's way, way to late

Fighting for that peace that never opens it's gate

Thoughts about this hell every single day and night

They won, you have no choice but to stay and fight..

By Bobby J Evans





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