A Day in the Life (Bootcamp)

Monotonous tones
Seep deep in my bones,
Burrow into the grind
Wherein my stomach they bind,
And burn there in the pits of me.

The yelling and screaming
Carves holes in the bleeding
But I’m without a care
As I simply stare
Ahead and do what I’m told.

There is no more “I”
As sergeants pass by
For it’s always a “we”
As feet march towards the sea
And our hands salute the ensign.

She looks like me
And I look like she
Where sixty stiff backs
Turn towards the racks
And bend with their heavy hearts low.

The reek and the sweat
Are hard to forget
Where even in the shower
Our filthy heads cower
And the soap has no point at all.

Then rushed off to bed
We yell ‘til we’re dead
And after lights out
The silence still shouts
Until death where we hear no more.