A Charlie Sherpa poem: ‘Grace, MRE’

A Charlie Sherpa poem: ‘Grace, MRE’


Here’s a poem from his book, Welcome to FOB Haiku:


Give us this day, some shelf-stable bread,
and potable water enough to drink
and to activate the chemical heater.

And maybe a “rock or something” on which
to lean the steaming mess, entrée and all,
as depicted and described in this diagram.

Forgive us our trespasses,
for we have trespassed a lot today —
kinda goes with the territory, and the job.

And deliver us from evil,
particularly that which we have done
unto others. See also: “trespasses,” above.

For thine is the kingdom,
and the power,
and the glory.

And ours is 1,200 calories of brown-bag easy living.
“Every day is a holiday. Every day is a feast.”
Just go easy on the crackers. And don’t eat the Charms.

Because those are bad luck.


(Reprinted, with the author’s permission, from Welcome to FOB Haiku.)

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