Dexsta Ray Jr.
Nightmare Pt 4 - Poem by Dexsta Ray Jr.
And now the squadron feared that was just
I don't even want to hear it!
That wasn't a friendly!
It couldn't have been...
Or else they would've tried to help us in!
The label on the chopper was the same
As on these fits
They tried to make the pieces here connect
But if you don't have them all
You will struggle with the
Commander Black can let his eighty breath
With his bullets running down
But his rage is running
Come with me!
Call squadron eight-two for regrouping
Radio the helecopters sending
That's commander Black's instruction
They needed a new scheme
To get the bodies out before tonight let's get
Then Riley got a call on that
It wasn't all that but good enough to hear people speak
It sounded all bad over there
You could hear the person's voice sounding frantic and seem restive
The words 'Look Alive' came clear through though
Then everything was silent over there...
That should tell you we don't know unless we're close to folks
Does what you hear control your mind and what road you go?
Ain't no telling what you'll find...
Today we've lost enough soldiers
Hey look! I see-
They're just poachers who are probably
Trying to find what to eat.....
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