Ranger School

Ranger School

A Poem by The Warrior Poet

True hunger heightens all the senses


Ranger School


Taste the acrid salt of your own sweat, as gnawing hunger heightens the senses to a point where you can smell your own body odor and feel the ridges of your own fingerprints…  A single meal in three days drops into an empty pit doing little to curb the constant, catabolic craving.  And after days without sleep it comes anyway as a dull film over the brain that clouds thoughts and carries dizzy swirls of cloudy darkness through your vision.


US Army Ranger School 1988

© 2010 The Warrior Poet

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Added on November 7, 2010
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The Warrior Poet
The Warrior Poet


I am a combat veteran paratrooper and I've been writing since 1984. I was chosen by my English teacher as good candidate for Creative Writing and had to get a waiver to get into the class because my .. more..