Mate.
This is so so hard to write...

Thunder is my shadow
His darkness is my cloak...

You swore on your honor in front of the flag
That oath before God there is no taking it back...

Bring me forth the fire,
For it is something that I yearn...

You can not put us in a box.
We don't belong in your pigeon slots...

Winds will howl!
As the pain of rain damages...

Accreditation is not desired nor sought,
Creative images fade in whisps of memory...

Do not think of any butterfly!
With amazing rainbow coloured wings...

It is not a place I dream about,
Never had any desire to go...

The ability to tolerate is lost on me!
It is something I do not know...

I own two fluffy dogs!
Or do the dogs own me...

Snapped awake.
Don't know where I am...