Astute

I have got no neighborhood for my roots,

no starting point for my life's boots.

I have only ever worn one type of suit,

that handles weapons and knows how to shoot.

I’ve travelled overseas to serve in NATO disputes,

terrorists in Afghanistan were the pursuits.

Memorized the intel and the safe routes,

many parades and medal acceptance saltus.

Watched many pills in water dilute,

met many self-centered egotistical brutes.

Tried many types of flavorful fruits.

Land, air, and sea I've had to commute.

I’ve had to turn my mind to mute,

then patiently wait for it to reboot.

I’ve been told “If asked, to just refute”,

that I am timidly confidently astute.