and War is mostly waiting
i saw lots of sunrises and sunsets
and blocks of midnight hours
a marathon of intermittent sleeps
dreaming and waking can blend into each other
if you're not careful
i didn't want to be a soldier after all
it turned out
but the training has been useful to me
there will be doubt and despair
and hours lying in the freezing muck
of a hastily-dug fighting position
fear is learned and maybe it can be unlearned
it probably won't be though
the panic will push out reason
when the training isn't there
every army sleepwalks
bulwarks and rubbish heaps
but War is mostly waiting
over mountains, under hills
you're out there somewhere waiting too
and I am a soldier still
