FOOD FOR FUCKING THOUGHT
so, today, as you sit down, and drink that beer, or maybe go to a movie with your girl, or maybe smoke some weed, drop some acid, whatever the fuck you KIDS do these days........................think about Lance Corporal Haywood. LCPL Haywood is a dear friend of mine. in fact, he is the first person i ever met to consider a true friend. this occured when we were children. and this remains to this day. You will never meet a more honest, straight forward man than LCPL Haywood.
We went through boot camp together. Parris Island SC. IF YOU WERE NOT THERE, YOU SIMPLY WILL NOT UNDERSTAND. (read on anyways, it is for your benefit)
So today, as we speak. LCPL Haywood could be dead, i really don't know. but last i heard, he was hanging in there. over in the sands of the middle east. no AC.....think about that. every time you're cool and comfortable, just remember, he does not have that. and thats just for fucking starters.
i want you to think about a close friend. maybe someone who has helped you out through some "rough" times. now imagine that friend cut in half by a 200lb explosive. that friend is dead and gone. well, not really gone. he's a bloody torso laying right in front of you. your friend. his face. dead. RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU. it may sound like a horror story. and you know, its a true story. one so many are living day by day.
SO FOR GODSAKES, KEEP IT IN THE BACK OF YOUR MINDS, AT THE VERY LEAST.
i have alot to say about this Okinawan paradise i live in, but, its not important tonight. only what you have read above this text.
We went through boot camp together. Parris Island SC. IF YOU WERE NOT THERE, YOU SIMPLY WILL NOT UNDERSTAND. (read on anyways, it is for your benefit)
So today, as we speak. LCPL Haywood could be dead, i really don't know. but last i heard, he was hanging in there. over in the sands of the middle east. no AC.....think about that. every time you're cool and comfortable, just remember, he does not have that. and thats just for fucking starters.
i want you to think about a close friend. maybe someone who has helped you out through some "rough" times. now imagine that friend cut in half by a 200lb explosive. that friend is dead and gone. well, not really gone. he's a bloody torso laying right in front of you. your friend. his face. dead. RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU. it may sound like a horror story. and you know, its a true story. one so many are living day by day.
SO FOR GODSAKES, KEEP IT IN THE BACK OF YOUR MINDS, AT THE VERY LEAST.
i have alot to say about this Okinawan paradise i live in, but, its not important tonight. only what you have read above this text.