VETERANS DAY THANKING ALL OUR VETS IN THE NYFF FOR THEIR SERVICE AND EVERYWHERE ELSE AS WELL >Molly.....Poem Found in the Pocket of a Dead Marine Quang Tri Providence, Vietnam 07 June 1969: Take a man and put him alone, put him twelve thousand miles from home. Empty his heart of all but his blood, make him live in sweat, in mud. This is the life I have to live, this the soul to the Devil I give. You have your parties and drink your beer, while young men are dying over here. Plant your signs on the White House lawn; Lets get out of Vietnam. Use your signs and have your fun, then refuse to use a gun. Theres nothing else for you to do, then Im supposed to die for you. There is one thing that you dont know; and thats where I think you should go! Im already here and its too late. Ive traded all my love just for hate. Ill hate you till the day I die. You made me hear my buddy cry. I saw his leg and his blood shed, then I heard them say This ones dead. It was a large price for him to pay, to let you live another day. He had the guts to fight and die, to keep the freedom you live by. By his dying your life he buys, but who gives a DAMN if a Marine dies!
Posted on: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 02:49:12 +0000
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