Soon after coming back from a particularly nasty mission...I wrote this down.... I believe that it captures the sentiment of all of us while over there.... This............is one of the creatures I have been keeping in the basement all these years. My son discovered all of my writings while he was rummaging through my stuff.... now that they are out.... I will try to post them.... Rooter, Hope, Six and Berto................thanks for being there...... ================== GI’s Darkest Hour – A Lament in battle Take a man, then put him alone Put him 12,000 miles away from home Empty his heart of all but blood Make in live in sweat & mud This is the life I have, to live , to live And while my soul to the devil I give You, peace, run, from your easy chair But you don’t know what it’s like over there You have a ball, without near trying While over here your men are dying You burn your draft cards and march at dawn And plant your signs on the white house lawn You all want to ban the bomb “there’s no real war”, you say, “in Vietnam” you use your drugs and have your fun and then refuse to lift a gun there is nothing else for you to do and I’m supposed to die for you? I’ll hate you til the day I die You made me hear my buddy cry I saw his arm, a bloody shred I heard them say, “This ones dead” It’s quite a price he had to pay Not to live another day He had the guts to fight and die He paid the price, but what’s the buy? He bought your life by losing his But who gives a damn what a soldier gives?