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The Legend Of The Lost Platoon

Poetry By: Bobby Evans

This is a poem of the legend of the lost platoon. I got the idea to write this over our platoon in Afghanistan.. We were badasses but nothing like the poem tells, obviously.. I just kinda put a twist to it..

Submitted:Sep 10, 2011    Reads: 9    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

The Legend Of The Lost Platoon

There's this story of this lost Army platoon

Some brutal animals, a lot of them clowns lead by a utter buffoon

A crazy bunch of men armed to the T

Bound to each other never to be free

Wild bunch they would rape, pillage, and rape

If they wanted to do harm to you, you couldn't escape

Legend has it that even though they were degenerates they could fight

They were feared alright

They say they wouldn't die no matter the odds

During the battle field the didn't act like men, more like gods

When there was no action they would just wander around looking for a fight

They would never stop walking, stalking, and slaying all day and all night

Legend has it they had no souls

They would weep when the fire fight lulls

To this very day people are still haunted

It was fifty years ago today and they still feel as if they are being hunted

What a sight it must have been to see them in action

In fear people would fight back but death would be the only reaction

They say the roamed the land for years before they just disappeared

Just one day up and gone it's all so weird

The theory is they went back to hell to have a better challenge, says the local elders

Of course who knows what happened to 2nd platoon Bravo company Hellraisers

By Bobby J Evans


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