Lawrence Hall
Dispatches for the Colonial Office
LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's Journal of Life, Literature and Love
Swabbing Out the Head
When I was a lad swabbing out the head
Windexing the mirrors, cleaning the s******s
Occasionally standing to attention to squeak
“Sir, yes, sir; my first general order is, sir…!
When I was a lad in concrete Camp Nimitz
Marching for freedom back behind barbed wire
1903 Springfield, manual of arms
“Yer all cockroaches; drop and gimme ten!”
When I was a lad, guarding a clothesline ‘til dawn
I didn’t know that I was a
Warfighter
