Desert Storm

I came to serve my country,

First I was part of a shield,

Now I’m in a Desert Storm.

As the wind blows us along,

The thunder rolls and the lightning strikes.

No weather man can predict the outcome of this storm.

Only one man could have stopped it from coming.

Now chaos is reigning in the Middle East.

We have our umbrellas, rain coats, and rubber boots,

Yet nothing will save us if the big bolt of lightning strikes.

The weather is becoming more and more unpredictable,

As the storm brews on.

We could be here for a long time.

We have to wait out the storm.