Marching Band

Destination brick wall

Military men are made with ordinary plans

Built from the ground up to take instructions

Every corpuscle of the corporal to General

Created with truth, justice and two legs

(That is the American way)

Army bands are made to play

Musical instruments for sound 

With white gloves waving high 

Pointing out in your direction

A young boy leads them left

Down an alley with his stick

It does not matter who directs 

They follow orders to find left

Without question to that end

There is no explanation

They can not reason on their own

Or comprehend the concept of reverse

Thank goodness they are not alone

Marching in place when facing danger

Moving up against the wall an obstacle

Playing at the pleasure of the bricks

It is what all that training must be for

One leg after the other going up and down

In perfect cadence dusk to dawn in stasis

To their final destination

A dead end wall

Reviews

[BLACKCRUSH]

This is very true piece. My brother served two tours in the army. All I can say is his outlook changed after he got out of the millitary a lot. Thank you for sharing this piece, great write.

[Earl Schumacker]

Hi Blackcrush, Thank you. Glad you enjoyed it. When you are in the army they own you. You become their puppet. We live and learn. Have a great day. Earl