Take a man and put him alone
Put him twelve thousand miles from home
Empty his heart of all but his blood
Make him live in sweat in mud
This is the life I have to live
This the soul to the devil I give
You have your parties and drink your beer
While young men are dying over here
Plant your signs on the white house lawn
"Lets all get out of Vietman"
Use your signs and have your fun
then you refuse to use a gun
There's nothing else for you to do
Then I'm supposed to die for you
There is one thing that you don't know
and thats where I think you should go
I'm already here and it's too late
I've traded all my love just for hate
I'll hate you till the day I die
You made me hear my buddy cry
I saw his leg and his blood shed
then I heard them say "This one's dead"
It was a large price for him to pay
to let you live another day
He had the guts to fight and die
to keep the freedom you live by
By his dying your life he buys
but who gives a damn if a marine dies
~Author Unknown~
Found in the pocket of a dead marine
Quang Tri Providence,Vietnam 7 JUNE 1969
