Showing posts with label Vietnam War. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vietnam War. Show all posts

Friday, June 3, 2011

Flashback to Mekong: The War in Viet Nam

Flashback to Mekong: The War in Viet Nam
For Dustin Massie, Daniel Massie, David Massie,
Wayne Massie, and James Delong, My Cousins Who
All served willingly and honorably

And still the evil fought through lives
In minds and bodies all tattered
With memories of a limb or an ear
Or a child blown up and scattered.

Flashback to the now of the time when we hid
From the nightmare of still living
With a best friend’s right arm,
All that was left, of the life he was giving…

For a country who hated us…
In a country who hated us…
No reprieve.

Nineteen years old and proud of this land
Of our birth, our family, and teaching,
Many were drafted, so they couldn’t say no,
Regardless of the masses loud screeching.

War heroes, yeah right, stoned out of our minds
Blinding to terrors more real
Than any horror king knows,
And in our souls they live with us still…

For a country who hated us…
In a country who hated us…
No reprieve.

© Copyright, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 2000.
All rights reserved.

Monday, May 30, 2011

A Hippy or Two

A Hippy or Two

Our area had protestors of the Nam war.
We even had a hippy or two.
A riot at Marshall got pretty hot—
I think they marched just over a block
And broke a furniture store window…
Well, some chairs can be pretty offensive!

© Copyright, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 2000.
All rights reserved.

Take the Hit

Take the Hit
For  Mr. Long, Town Hero,
Uncle Bill Fortune, My Cousin Jimmy Delong

A soldier alone,
Sees the enemy,
Heading for camp…
A grenade…
One body a shield—
To be killed
Or perhaps worse
Maimed for life?
Either that
Or the whole camp
Killed.

Take the hit…
For the save.

© Copyright, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 2000.
All rights reserved.

Singing for Her Brother

Singing for Her Brother
For My Cousins Joyce and Dusty Massie

My cousin Joyce was up on that stage singing,
So beautiful and so strong—
My secret heroine through school…

Turning pale, lips quivering…
But her head held high
As she sang the song
For the Green Berets.

Dusty was over there,
That place where many went,
Few seemed to return…
That place that protestors scorned
And politicians lied for…
Oh may our kin not die for!

© Copyright, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 2000.
All rights reserved.

Flashback to Mekong: The War in Viet Nam

Flashback to Mekong: The War in Viet Nam
For Dustin Massie, Daniel Massie, David Massie,
Wayne Massie, and James Delong, My Cousins Who
All served willingly and honorably

And still the evil fought through lives
In minds and bodies all tattered
With memories of a limb or an ear
Or a child blown up and scattered.

Flashback to the now of the time when we hid
From the nightmare of still living
With a best friend’s right arm,
All that was left, of the life he was giving…

For a country who hated us…
In a country who hated us…
No reprieve.

Nineteen years old and proud of this land
Of our birth, our family, and teaching,
Many were drafted, so they couldn’t say no,
Regardless of the masses loud screeching.

War heroes, yeah right, stoned out of our minds
Blinding to terrors more real
Than any horror king knows,
And in our souls they live with us still…

For a country who hated us…
In a country who hated us…
No reprieve.

© Copyright, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 2000.
All rights reserved.