A poem about hard work and what we seem to get out of it sometimes.

walking so slowly in the sand, gun gripped in my hand
The sun is beating down on my head, following my friend
This town is nasty full of trash, I think leg has a rash
From walking so damn much, Why do we walk next to the truck
why aren’t we sitting in the back, Do they even have a map
We’ve been doing this for days, non stop for days.
What the fuck is so important about this truck
why must i guard this thing for days. City to city
village to village I walked by a dead kitty
I don’t understand why am i here I only fear
that they don’t even know why I’m here
but still i keep walking in the sand, gun gripped in my hand

We stop walking, why did we stop walking
the guys in the truck are talking
i fall to the ground and drink some water
between me and the water i can’t tell whose hotter
i try to rest in the shade by the truck
I’m glad we stopped (Bang bang) Fuck!
ambush how great is that, they’re coming from our back
and we start shooting,protecting this damn truck from something
or maybe nothing, it’s got to be something why would they shoot for nothing
three hours pass my gun is empty, the shooting ends
i look around and still got all of my friends
we start walking, everyone stops talking

We reach a city it looks like shit, we stop walking
they guys in the truck keep talking, my friends at a door knocking
a lady come out all i see is her eyes, people walking by
the smell is terrible, a small girl started to cry
We enter the house and try to rest they house is a mess
but we reloaded our guns took a bathroom run
they said the mission was done we had won
they sound of victory so sweet and kind
oh my i nearly lost my mind
as i pondered what was in the truck what had us walking so much
they from the truck yells come check this out,
this was what your mission was about.
there was no doubt, surely it was a mistake
you’ve lost it, oh for heaven sakes
To see if we were loyal, we did all this work just for oil.

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