The Vet ........ by Skip Doc Dempsey The Vet The years are rolling by me, No Children to adore; Although I am away from Nam; My mind is still at war. The flashes in the night time, The rustling in the Grass; The Choppers in the distance. Or that Foo-lish type of Gas. The screams of little children, Or the Buddy by my side; They said Its for a reason, But someone back here lied. For a Man at war needs something, A Love, a Hope, a Cause; Something to help remove the guilt, For the breaking of Gods Laws. THIS Soldiers life is empty, A broken Man alone; For the things that WE believed in; Meant Nothing back at Home. Back at Home was something, They Cursed and Called us Names, And so we went from a life of Death, To a life of playing games. It seems though, things are changing, The Parades are lots of fun; I think they are saying they are Sorry, For the Damage that theyve done. The wounds of war heal slowly, But I think that I can finally say; That Im PROUD to be a Nam Vet, And Ill make it one more day.
Posted on: Sat, 29 Mar 2014 01:27:08 +0000
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