1968

1968 By Franklin Price 11/13/2018 The year was nineteen sixty eight, fifty years have passed since then When I got to Vietnam, we still were there to win Then Chinese New Year happened, Tet Offensive was its name The regulars and Vietcong came in force to change the game We beat them back but was for naught, back home the people spoke The unrest and the riots were far from any joke The people turned against the war, and were marching to the beat The casualties began to mount, in Vietnam and on our streets Draft cards and our precious flag were burning every day Soldiers being spat upon when they came home to stay Radicals ran rampant. It wasn't looking very good. MLK and RFK were shot down where they stood Solidarity Day, in middle June, sought freedom, jobs and peace Thousands marched on Washington to have discrimination cease Was also an election year and the parties were beset The National Guard was called out. How much worse off could we get? Near the ending of December, Apollo eight was such a boon It left the earth and returned again, sending three men 'round the moon I came home in January, returning on a Freedom Jet I look back and I ask myself, “Have we gotten better yet?”