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Police Action Ii the Nam

The Nam! Why is it we are here? This place holds no danger To those that we hold dear, The Nam! Two days on patrol, Today, I was point man And I had no control The Nam! My best friend died last night, By a feces smeared bungee stick As he died, I held him tight, The Nam! We must take that hill, No matter, the rounds we fire Or the number, that are killed The Nam! In my bunker,behind our lines, I cannot help but wonder If they're out there planting mines, The Nam! The ending of my tour, The Sergeant came to tell me Going home was not for sure, The Nam! We found another hole, I swear sometimes these people Are living like a mole, The Nam! Body bags, I have seen, I must say, of my time here I am sick of this whole scene, The Nam! I was shot, in my left arm, They say, that I'll be safer now Away from death and harm, The Nam! I'm feeling so alone, All my friends are dead now I want to go home, Back Home! I'm back in my own place, A college girl, walked up to me And Spat, upon my face The Nam!......................... So long ...... So Many........ God Bless you all....

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Date: 12/15/2009 11:30:00 AM
Powerfully poignant piece you have penned here my love!! Keep on writing babe! Hugs~Mary
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