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The Terp
As he walks through the open desert, an interpreter at his side.
He wears no uniform, no flag on his side.
They say no uniform to protect their ass.
Only their civvies to cover their backs.
We signed their death note, that’s what they say.
My father said to quit. Go home. And pray.
If you go out, they’ll shoot you for sure.
For 50,000 dinars is paid for the death of any terp.
He retires in 4 months and he’s still at war.
He’ll try to help the terps… to save a few more.
They’ve helped, befriended, and accompanied him, most of his tour.
To find insurgents and help stop their horror.
He retires in 4 months, from 20 years in the corps.
He’ll help those terps forever and ever more.
