Book One: The Journey Begins
(This is a fictional poetic series and short story about events that never take place and about people that have never existed. Any representation of an actual event or person is purely coincidental in nature.)
Mission Five: Son you, are not in the army, right now.
That was the last time, I got myself shot.
Slowly, I sat on the field medic’s table.
Not everything went as I had thought.
I took on way more than I was able.
My captain entered the exam room.
He chewed my ass from end to end.
I knew immediately I was doomed.
I had almost killed all of my men.”
I took three months for me to recover.
I did not want to hang around the base.
I think I will go home to see my mother.
I get on a transport headed for any place.
My first night home in the city was rough.
My friends all ask me the same question.
I ate barbecue and drank all kind of stuff.
However, I never revealed any information.
Finally, I go home to lay on my old bed.
I had just starting into my cat napping.
’ Bitch, I will bust you upside your head.’
I can not believe this shit is happening.