Parris Island South Carolina
By GC SMITH
I played golf yesterday on Parris Island
yup, the east coast Marine training depot
and I thought as I drove the dimpled ball
about the kids who will graduate this day
Every Friday a class of new minted Marines
molded by a Drill Sergeant’s words and deeds
stand at attention at graduation ceremonies
while their so proud Moms and Dads look on
I’m very comfortable in these my retirement days
while these kids look forward to Iraq and worse
I spend my days hitting golf balls, drinking beer
while young Marines dodge bombs and bullets
Sometimes I think old guys
like me should fight wars;
the kids should stay at home,
play golf, live the good life
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2 comments:
I'm pretty sure I read this one before, in Zoe, though you may have revised it. Still apropos. (Of course Bush is actually younger than quite a few of the 'volunteers' he's been calling up illegally, years after they'd served their full terms in the reserve. Wars definitely shouldn't be fought by Presidents who love everything about them except personally fighting in one.
You likely read it before and yes it's revised some.
"Wars definitely shouldn't be fought by Presidents who love everything about them except personally fighting in one."
Amen!
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