all good
soldiers crack like boulders,
the sun climbs up to a razor,
violins, new boots, and numbers on a chain,
all good
soldiers
all good soldiers fall in line,
when they march and shout
are a spectacle,
marching and singing
will go anywhere the president says,
because the president believes in god,
like all good soldiers should
all good
soldiers wait like warheads,
when the fighting starts,
who will be accountable,
a cannibal, a cannonball,
six a.m. I can
see my breath
and the clay dirt
is laughing at he weakling boy,
today is the day
that I’ll write my friends
something I’ve been trying to remember,
I had a dream
of a wall
that was twenty-one stories tall…
all good soldiers fall in line,
marching and singing,
will go anywhere the president says,
because the president believes in god,
like all good
soldiers should