A Day In The Bush Poem by Pete The greek

Splash!
The cold water opens my eyes towards another day
Swollen shut with jungle rot
As the gnats buzz affray!

Mosquitos feast on hands and neck
Repellent doesn't stay
The sun polkadots the mud
Through bamboo like a green carpet that hangs!

The leeches cling and muscles ache
Just another day,
Booby traps and snipers lurk,
Wonder if I'm the prey?

Straps draw blood from ninety-pound ruck
Rains are on the way
Breakfast cold once again
No bath for a hundred days!

Medi-Vac choppers fill the sky
While the cries of wounded pierce my ears,
Minutes become days
And months become years!

AK fire riddles hopes
Of having an easy day,
I scream at God and ask Him why,
But always, always I pray! !

- Pete 'the Greek' Agriostathes -
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