Death of a Hero and a Friend

Your quest for life was an abbreviated forty-eight years. You served our nation honorably - In a war – On The Ho-Chi-Minh Trail. Then,--------Then, returned home for an unwelcoming!! In a time I can’t remember, in a war: you could never forget. You only just a boy of Eighteen Sent to die for the cause- The Cause of a corrupted and mislead Government. The fighting, bloodshed and lose of your best friends- You brought them ALL home, when you were replaced. Replaced with a war you could NOT win- Because it should have never been. Our lives crossed when I was just Twenty-one. Little did I know, little did I know, You helped me become a MAN. In two years, you did what only some dreamed of- And what others only attempted. You helped me become a MAN!! Then---------Then, on that cold September Day- Out for a drive we went. Little did I know, little did I know- You would die…………… in my arms on that Cold and Dark Cairo Street. I am sure it would have been better for you- If you had died on The Ho-Chi-Minh Trail- near Saigon. But,………..But: then you and I would have never crossed in life’s quests. You would have never taught me to be a MAN!! By: W.E.M.