Reville

Reveille revealing
Rosy reflections
Of great lakes dungaree days
Despite being beaten
The hard lessons eaten
And motion defined by a pace
When hats were commodity
With four letter words
And four letter words
Were a treat
With Brasso a tool for
Free conversation
While silence maintained on your feet
A numbered division
Of sleep deprived victims
Await the foul stink of the mess
Once finished consuming
The herd is corralled
To work them to weigh a bit less
Capital letters
Aligned for deciphering
A litany of witnessed events
At 4 in the morning
The watchman is stoic
A hound with his eyes on the fence