Met a soldier
his name was killer Kyle,
he was shaking like a
man frighten child.

People were dying
to his left and his right,
his friends had ate it
black bags acome'n

Reloaded his rifle
and thought of his father,
the belt that he had
and those beatings.   This was an experiment which took place in 10 minutes using 3 words then 5 words and is not a
                              example of my work... I was only looking for someone to notice and critique it etc.
He didn't care
they gave him a mission,
he could hear the music
of people cry'in.

Here an Angel
a pin on a map,
he started his fuck'in killing
all the gooks.

Give me Vietnam
his war zone inside him,
had taken over his mind
no going back

The devil rained
they gave me a rifle,
the beat of Black Wings
took over him.