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MILITARY MOMENTS, MILITARY TIME
By Gail Williams, Army
Writing Type: Poem
Each
day at the crack of dawn, I rise to the sound of reville.
Out of the bunk onto my feet as my heart races.
Confronted by the demands of the drill sergeant
calling out orders.
Attention!
You maggot get down and give me twenty,
fall in line, get in step,
Mark time. huh.
Perspiration builds on my forehead as his shouts
ring in my ear.
Not a moment to waste as we hustle to his pace.
Sun up to sundown we exercise until we are overcome
with fatigue.
Five o'clock chow time, everyone is at ease.
Eight o'clock lights out, the drill sergeant has left the
building,
Panic has left the air,
We're feeling relieved and free indeed:
Military moments, Military Time.
Out of the bunk onto my feet as my heart races.
Confronted by the demands of the drill sergeant
calling out orders.
Attention!
You maggot get down and give me twenty,
fall in line, get in step,
Mark time. huh.
Perspiration builds on my forehead as his shouts
ring in my ear.
Not a moment to waste as we hustle to his pace.
Sun up to sundown we exercise until we are overcome
with fatigue.
Five o'clock chow time, everyone is at ease.
Eight o'clock lights out, the drill sergeant has left the
building,
Panic has left the air,
We're feeling relieved and free indeed:
Military moments, Military Time.