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Deuce and A Half to Nowhere
Contributed by
twisterchaser
on
Wednesday, 2nd March 2005 @ 12:08:04 AM in AEST
Topic:
war
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It is a lazy day, I have left base camp somewhere, Going to nowhere.
I am full, the sun is hot on my back my mind is far away.
The road is rough, large holes from rockets some gone astray.
Ridding on the deuce and a half to nowhere.
I'm moving I am going somewhere.
I should be more alert, but it is a lazy day so I must rest while I ride,
I'm not asleep just relaxed. Don't I deserve the rest?
After all I am in the deuce and a half on the road to nowhere.
What is that tugging at my cloths?
Taking chunks out of the side planks.
punching holes in the steel bed of the deuce and a half to nowhere.
Why is the driver being so erratic,
Swerving from side to side. Speeding up,
Bouncing as the large holes in the road jump in front of us.
I am no longer relaxed.
I feel like a coiled spring. In the deuce and a half to nowhere.
As the spring uncoils. Lightening flashes, things die that should have
lived,
Things live that should have died.
In a moment In the twinkle of the eye.
Things will die.
On the deuce and a half to nowhere.
Dust and dirt, Rocks and grass fill the air,
The smell of powder or is it sulfur? Which ever is strong,
I am getting tired. I feel a deep burning pain.
I think I will rest now. I am going to change and get off this deuce and a half to
nowhere.
I Feel good because I am now going somewhere. No more rough rides on the
deuce and a half to nowhere!.
By Andy Williams
173rd Airborne
(Casper)
Copyright ©
twisterchaser
... [
2005-03-02 00:08:04]
(Date/Time posted on
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Re: Deuce and A Half to Nowhere
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by emystar on
Wednesday, 2nd March 2005 @ 12:16:23 AM AEST
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good work.
huggs,
emy |
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Re: Deuce and A Half to Nowhere
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by Chaser on
Monday, 20th June 2005 @ 05:48:42 PM AEST
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| wow that good stuff. dang my cousins in the Airborne in afganistan and i appreciate what you do. God Bless you. |
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Re: Deuce and A Half to Nowhere
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by chefhmboyrd on
Wednesday, 22nd June 2005 @ 04:40:30 PM AEST
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the burn and sting of the cold reality of war is like a blade in to the felsh, one of my friends lost and arm in a half assed armoured humvee
i feel you |
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Re: Deuce and A Half to Nowhere
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by yangdantien on
Monday, 6th November 2006 @ 09:25:57 PM AEST
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a warrior poet writes:
"...Bouncing as the large holes in the road jump in front of us.
I am no longer relaxed.
I feel like a coiled spring. In the deuce and a half to nowhere..."
pearls on a rosary this a Hail Mary:
"...As the spring uncoils. Lightening flashes, things die that should have
lived,
Things live that should have died.
In a moment In the twinkle of the eye.
Things will die. .."
Words from the future on the label of "War in a Jar" under: Do Not Open
Good Job
Keep the Pen Busy
Peace
Yang
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