Faye Sizemore


Four wheels in the sand
… riding patrol
in a foreign land
Chewing gum
and holding a weapon
in my hand
Humming a little song
as we go along
Car bombs…
explosives on the road
If I stop to worry…
it is too heavy a load
I plan to stay alive in Iraq
For protection I do not lack
I just pray to God in Heaven
that my brother’s got my back…