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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My longest stay has been a year Of grinding time in lowest gear. Asylums say the stay today Is three months run then on their way. So please don't ask me why oh why? Do mad young ones choose youth to die For I've learned not a single grain Insightful to my own insane. But madness dragged me back inside To blackness wrapped in suicide, When my dear friend, quite mad at best, Chose 42 for his last rest. His life depression won the day As it took my sweet muse away. Then next a friend from Vietnam When ten years home was one night gone; In Nam his pistol worn in sight While flying Hueys to the fight To pluck up soldiers stuck in mire Then fly too high for hostile fire; While fighting fires in his own mind; Bipolar fires we both did find Should play no part of our war game But soon became its roaring flame. He used his gun's one round to quell His screamin' demon head from hell. hero till the day he died, Is still a Nam caused suicide. No matter when or where the fall, Their names belong upon the wall; How many Vets their balls still bent Died prone alone on cold cement? The naked act and will to kill Brought some men home for killin' still, Like those who went with troubled souls Found napalm lies too full of holes. A gallant soldier fights till dead Too often for past lies he's fed. Now who among you disagrees That horrid wars fill histories. No matter where or what you do Some leaders find a war for you To fight until that war is done But what then do you tell your son? As we leave every century Still bleeding with hostility Can insights deep within the Yin Begin the Yang's defeat of sin?
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