Rick has no choice but to join the military.
|At eighteen, Rick did not need to buy a lotto ticket;
The government did that, in a sense, for him.
Last year of the Draft; there was the Lottery;
numbers were drawn corresponding to
the individuals birthday—his number
was seventeen. That meant he
would be drafted, and he was.
Yet he had thirty days to join
any service branch; so he joined
the Air Force. He figure if it was good
enough for his brother, it was good enough
for him. The Army and the Marines were both
sending men to Vietnam; and if drafted, the
Army and Marines were the branches one
would end up in.
Turns out though, the Air Force did send
a few to Vietnam; Rick was selected.
Yet it wasn’t long before his base
was shelled by the Viet Cong.
Rick died, having “donated” blood for
his country, but also in a foreign land.
Lottery to death—it all happened
so fast. He got a tattoo; the
ink was barely dry.
Special Birthday Prompt for Sophy
(Character does the following:)
—join the military
—get a tattoo