No Knocks
Thank God.
Due to my eldest chile's M.O.S.(Military Occupational Specialty), I never know where he is; 'sept that he is deployed, in Wak Iraq.
Hell, even if he knew where he would be, on any given day, he wouldn't tell me.
"Common Ma! You know me, Brad n "Mathilda"{(his weapon) (read why here)}, beees waltzin'!"
*sigh*
"Hey MSfuckin'M! Think you could refrain from reporting on THIS SHIT for at least 24?!"
Don't those motherfuckers have any idea how heart-wrenchingly difficult it is for parents, husbands, wives, lovers, etc. to read that shit?! How hearts skip beats every time a car passes on the lane outside? How it feels to lie in the erie, quiet of the night, sleepless, knowing that a Marine or soldier (that might be your child), has died?! How it feels to WAIT?!
No knocks.
Would you pray with me?
Thanks.
Due to my eldest chile's M.O.S.(Military Occupational Specialty), I never know where he is; 'sept that he is deployed, in Wak Iraq.
Hell, even if he knew where he would be, on any given day, he wouldn't tell me.
"Common Ma! You know me, Brad n "Mathilda"{(his weapon) (read why here)}, beees waltzin'!"
*sigh*
"Hey MSfuckin'M! Think you could refrain from reporting on THIS SHIT for at least 24?!"
Don't those motherfuckers have any idea how heart-wrenchingly difficult it is for parents, husbands, wives, lovers, etc. to read that shit?! How hearts skip beats every time a car passes on the lane outside? How it feels to lie in the erie, quiet of the night, sleepless, knowing that a Marine or soldier (that might be your child), has died?! How it feels to WAIT?!
No knocks.
Would you pray with me?
Thanks.
posted by Lil Toni at 11:43 PM
<< Home