The Draft

Written for:  NaPoWriMo – Day 26
Write a poem that incorporates a call or response, e.g. sermon, sea chanty, etc.

So, you want to be in the Army.
No sir.
What’s that?
No sir, I was drafted.
Why are your hands shaking?
Must be all the drugs I did.
Are you trying to get out of doing your duty?
There’s a big spider right behind you, sir!
I do not see a spider, and I do not think you do, either. How come you are not in college? Didn’t think you’d make the grade?
No sir. My family does not have the money to send me.
Where do you live?
Philadelphia, sir. Lots of gangs. Lots of blood on the streets. I stabbed a few people in my time.
Well then, son, you’re our man. You’re in the army now!

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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3 Responses to The Draft

  1. Tom Puszewski says:

    Ha, your poem reminded me of this…


  2. Sad truth. Well played, Sara.

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