Social IEDs are everywhere

Buried deep underground

In the desert I watched

Highly trained Soldiers

Get out of their vehicles

And do their 10s and 20s

And some are still

A fine mist in the wind

They only used them

Because they were so cheap

Easy to find and piece together

With bibs and bobs, dribs and drabs

That were left laying around

Unattended

They told us that

They were forced to do it

And did it to survive

But I watched them

Teach and train each other

Step by step

In complete darkness

But I still saw them

I still see them

Cheap, pieced together from

Things that don’t quite

Match up

Social IEDs

Afraid to take another step

But

The war indoors is too brutal

I take another step

Out my front door

BOOM

Body Armor ON, Brain Bucket TIGHT.

Good to go.