“Hurry up and wait”, many soldiers will know,
But the wait is so telling on your body and your soul.
“Stand to, stay quiet, stay low”, the sergeant then growls
It’s then the demons start havoc raging though your mind.
Once action breaks loose you feel good for release
Knowing soon it’ll be over, to alls great relief.
Then the order is “Right lads that’s it”
And off home you go,
To hot tea and chow, and that wonder called “sleep”.