Some Good and Sad Reflection

26 reds and a bottle of wine
All it takes to move reason to rhyme

Jenny was my love like Doves are to a feather
But we stretched our feelings into a leather

She wanted inebriation that I had
But a weak dam that does not hold is sad

Then came work for Uncle Sam's interest
I had Gung ho attitude, so I enlisted

Came together did well and felt useful
doing the worst things I have ever done felt blissful

I took from the Foreign
don’t hate me in fact don’t listen

I felt happy because I could finally do
Even though turning people’s faces chocking ad blue

I took it home as we all will
Drive million-dollar diplomats then having to just be still

I can’t use what I have to gain
Then pretend to carry on and be sane

But I pretend with the pressure surrounding everything
Like under leagues of the ocean I’m supposed to have an offspring

But it will go on as mountains grow
I’ll die and the wind will still blow

But the things I saw the things I did
Will never leave can’t kick or rid

I will do or I will rot
Like holstering a weapon still hot