Armed
No it was more than that
Armed to the fucking teeth was probably more apt a description
And the civilians this war surrounded
Played no real part apart from being there
Which I suppose is a part in itself
It’s all around
It’s all consuming
It’s a fog that engulfs us one and all
Be it active or passive
Be it soldier or slave
The fog of war engulfs us all
You’ve never seen rain like this before
In fact, you doubt anyone ever has
Had to cut the heels out of your boots
Just so the water could drain
So the blisters could drain
And any compassion for humanity drains
At least when the rain falls it keeps the mosquitoes away
Not much of a trade off really
Fiendish things lusting for your blood
While bullets sizzle through the air
Leaving a trail of mist as the molten lead hones in on its prey
That’s you by the way
And you’re caught up in the fog of war
It’s a world beyond fear
You can’t even see the enemy
Although you’re learning to sense them
Sense the presence, smell the adrenaline, or the fear
Because you know that they know, that you know
And you’ll never rest, not here, not now, probably not ever
For this battle will rage on eternally, at least for some of you
And sure the rain will stop, eventually
But the fog surrounds the solider forever