I drank worms that were in my coffee today.
It didn’t make me flinch.
Glad to get a cup of Joe,
Drank it in a tight pinch. 

Figured I needed the protein,
Might help me survive
Cuz I’d been blown up and kicked,
Took a bullet to the side. 

Really never thought I’d be 
In this position as I am now.
War makes you do things
You never thought you could do—somehow. 

I might make it home 
And I might not.
I’ve committed to my position;
I’d rather die than be caught.

Yah, so this ole hardened soldier, 
twenty-six-years-old, I am,
Drank worms from my coffee,
Prone on the ground in another land.

*Dedication: 
Never forget the sacrifices of our forefathers 
as they went through hell 
so that our pathway of freedom— 
that we walk every day—remains unhindered.