The Vietnam Warrior’s Lament
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Harold Schrage (Doc) (Doc)
Monday October 08, 2018 11:27 am
Harold Schrage (Doc) (Doc)
Monday October 08, 2018 11:27 am
The Vietnam Warrior’s Lament
Was it a war or was it not, a time of flux for some of us
A tumultuous time, a time to pray, a time of conflict, we tucked away
At times we share a look inside, a soul so numb, so vilified
We keep inside, those horrid thoughts, we brand ourselves a deadman’s walk
In combat once, civilian now, a troubled soul which won’t resolve
To we who know, a brotherhood, to others though, misunderstood
Address us now, this emptiness, this fragile man, this hopelessness
Regarded us then how ere you must, so quick to judge with vile repress
Come back again and tell us now, how good we were, a hero child
Once driven by uncertainty, a cost so high, a travesty
With dreams that steal our minds it seems, those wretched haunts we can’t redeem
Until they’re gone we lack control, we live again each dreadful role
Let’s lift our arms up to the sky and offer thanks, no withered cry
To all I say, release your heart, unbind your mind, let fear depart
And in the end, when all is done, look at the light where God is from
And at your time when you go home, the words resound…’Come, Welcome Home’
by: Gene Giunta; U.S. Navy Seabees; Vietnam 1968-1969