Below is a poem written by DAVE ROBERTS. I accidently gave Red - TopicsExpress



          

Below is a poem written by DAVE ROBERTS. I accidently gave Red Dogg, another brother Marine and Vietnam Veteran the credit. My apologizes to you both. It goes to the heart of a combat vet. Semper Fi & God Bless you. GOD FORBID Come here boy and take a seat. Let me get this off my mind. I heard you call your dad insane, and he’s nothing of the kind Have you ever asked your dad, where in the world has he been? He might say “Nowhere Son”, or to “Hell and back again!” I’ve known your dad most of his life and I call him my friend. But once your dad had brothers son, who would go to the ends of earth with him. You see, your dad was a Grunt son, that’s infantry so you know. And he was sent away to fight, in a war, far away and long ago. At a place called Mutter Ridge by Vietnam’s D.M.Z. The air was damp and it was hot, jungle so thick you couldn’t see. It was noon on the sixteenth, when the enemy opened fire. Twenty seven men died on the spot, take it for truth son, I’m no liar. With no way out but straight ahead, your dad fought hand to hand. He gathered men and found a spot, where they could die or make a stand. They fought side by side both day and night, wounded and bleeding bad. And they fought for each other son, because each other was all they had. You see, his mind is filled with ghosts, and he visits them from time to time. They are the brothers that he misses most, and in return, they march across his mind. If he cracks a smile, and tears roll down his face, or his eyes seem to fix a stare, he’s on a ridge in Vietnam, and yes, all his brothers are there. Men of war will form a bond that others can’t understand. And they will do some things that don’t seem right, but it makes them no less a man. Insane son? No, I think not. Your dad can never forget, what most of us forgot. To him the war is just as real As it was when he was eighteen. And the boys that he was with, the likes, the world has not since seen. So listen to his stories son and try to hear them all. You’ll only wish your half the man, if you ever get the call… GOD FORBID ©Copyright by 2000 by ~ David T. Roberts
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 16:08:24 +0000

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