Vietnam 

 

 

 

 

 


Take a man, then put him alone

Put him 10,000 miles from home

 

Empty his heart of all but blood

Make him live in sweat and mud

 

This is the life I have to live

And why my soul to the devil I give

 

You "Peace Boys" rank from your easy-chairs

But you don't know what it's like over here

 

You have a ball without even trying

While over here men are dying

 

You burn your draft cards and march at dawn

Plant your signs on the White House lawn

 

You all want to ban the bomb

There's no real war here in Vietnam

 

Use your days and have your fun

And the refuse to lift a gun

 

There's nothing else for you to do

And I'm supposed to fight for you

 

You made me hear my buddy cry

You made me watch my buddies die

 

I saw his arms, A bloody shred

I heard them say, "This ones dead"

 

It's quite a price he had to pay

Not to live another day

 

He had the guts to fight and die

He paid the price, But what did he buy

 

He bought your life while giving his

But who gives a damn what a soldier gives

 

His wife does, and probably his sons

But they're about the only ones.

 

 

Author: Unknown

 

I picked this poem up on my last few days in Vietnam

A fellow soldier had it typed up and left it on a table in Dec 1969

 



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