Russell G. Robison

MR. MORTAR

Walkin’, talkin’ Mr. Mortar
Bringing us steel rain
As you seek us out
With just one mission now, our pain

We have met too often
As you came for us at night
Stomping through our house
As you start up another fight

Sitting in a bunker
Hoping you will pass us by
They say you never hear the one
That comes to help you die

Sometimes just harassing fire
And sometimes mean and rough
I tell you when it’s raining steel
This kid ain’t all that tough