Connie Moore Poet Rhyme

A Time In Vietnam

I Would like to Have Someone,
Tell Me it Will Be Okay,
Just Take it Slow and Easy,
And Try to Get Through Each Day.

Nightmares and Night-sweats Haunt Me,
And Invade Me While I Sleep.
Flash Backs and Deep Dark Depression
Doesn’t Help Find Answers I Seek.

I Try Not to Think Too Much,
Because Things Come Creeping In.
Dear God! How Do I Make it Stop?
Is it Never Going to End?

I Saw a Cut on a Child’s Hand,
And My Mind Went Reeling Away...
Back to a Time in Vietnam,
I Can Still See Clearly Today,

It Was a Day like Any Other,
That You Would Find in Vietnam,
The Attack Was Quick and Deadly.
When I Came To, I Had Lost John.

One Minute He Is Laughing and Joking,
The Next, He No Longer Exists.
Yes, I Can See it Very Clearly,
As They Add John’s Name to the List.

Finally the Fog Clears Away,
Then Clarity Comes to Call,
But Sometimes I Wonder Who Is Better Off....
Me...or Those Named on the Wall.

Connie Moore 
July 23. 2000

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John Posey July 5, 2013 at 2:30 AM I am disappointed that, here again, no one has commented on this great accounting of a war where vets were spat on... You have captured the essence of frustration. Your poem leaves me feeling very sad... But I'm glad I found your site.... Jake Connie Moore July 30, 2013 at 8:42 PM I am just learning to navigate on this site. Thank you so much for your input. I have written about 30 or so poems about or related to Vietnam. I've talked with a lot of those vets