You Wont Know WHEN You Wont Know WHERE You Wont Know WHO and You Wont Know WHY

You Wont Know WHEN You Wont Know WHERE You Wont Know WHO and You Wont Know WHY

When it comes from charged platter, you won’t know.
Your arm becomes a tatter. You won’t know.

Today, maybe road to airport shall cause
your dumb thug brain to splatter—you won’t know.

Explosively Formed Penetrators might
convince you to go, scatter. You won’t know.

IED with EFP fills Humvee
with your own fecal matter. You won’t know.

Stryker, MRAP, who cares? Armor backspall
makes your big chest get flatter. You won’t know.

Nails, ball bearings—molten metal will turn
your balls to pancake batter. You won’t know.

You listening to your radios? Picking
up all the foreign chatter? You won’t know.

Every single thing you thought would happen
we are going to shatter. You won’t know.

You Won't Know WHEN You Wont Know WHERE You Wont Know WHO and You Wont Know WHY