Nine Years and Six Months of Service (Jason J. Hill)

FSgt. Balzer said:

O Captain! my Captain! our ArmA3 mods are updated,
The Bradley has weathered every track, the fight we fought has won,
The AT4 is near, the ARs I hear, all charlie are exulting,
While follow the eyes the steady RCO, the enlisted grim and daring;
    But O heart! heart! heart!
      O the bleeding drops of blue and grey,
        Bandaging on the deck my Captain lies,
          Fallen ACE and Interacting.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the klaxon;
Rise up—for you the M4A1PIP is slung—for you the squads drill,
For you ANPRC-152 and RT-1523G(ASIP) wreaths—for you the frequencies a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying company, their eager faces turning;
    But O heart! heart! heart!
      This vest beneath your head!
        It is some shell casings that on the deck,
          You've fallen them all cold and dead.

2 verses is all you will ever get out of me, I hate poetry, thanks for nine and a half years of this....


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