Vietnam

It’s been thirty-five years since the event, but I still live in the past…
I could still see the wind gliding smoothly with the tall three foot long grass..
Everyday was a perfect weather, where the sun shined over tall trees..
Not even one cloud in the sky, it was like paradise with the cool breeze…
No existence of human interference, just wild animals and soaring birds..
Where we’ll cause its disappearance, no animals, just paradise burns..
Death spreading as fast as bacteria, surrounded by screams as we kill kin..
Its amazing how it went from loud to silence, as my bullets hit 3 children..
I had no time to care, they were just weak, and I happen to be better..
And they were just another Asian I shot added to my killing spree record..

I remember being ordered by my officer to do a specialized clean up…
Where I had to pick up the body parts of my friend, R.I.P. Peanuts..
Body part after body part, from his toes, to the parts of his head..
Found his heart in the sheds, when squeezed, it gushed and it bled...
He was only one week from deportation, released back to America..
Later found a letter of celebration, his wife’s pregnant, it was no hysteria..

Day after Day images of “hell” horribly flashes in my mind time to time..
Where our own soldiers would torture an animal, till no more vital signs…
Shot after shot, from its nose, eyes, detaching its ears from its body..
Moans are heard as it cries, as men help it disembody..

These images forever will be in my mind like a clorox stain..
Will always have to live with it forever under this horroible pain..

This was suppose to be about the images that wil forever be in my mind like a stain..
Had no time to finish..w/e..



G’d luck..