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VIETNAM WARRIOR: ANOTHER DREAM/ANOTHER REALITY Thought I was a cowboy cap pistolling away Liked to be the cop too til I lost my toy gun one day When I played the bad guy being the ganster didn't pay even though it was just for fun my parents didn't go for that in my room I had to stay Climbed up on my wooden horse clinching it's mopped hair Found out I was dreaming to miss childhood isn't fair I was told to get some schooling comes in handy and that's no fooling Played spin the bottle and doctor and nurse even played mom and dad but wasn't allowed to curse Found out I was dreaming reality set in how sad Watched all the Tarzan movies but he didn't have a gun Yet with all his courage King of the Jungle seemed like fun Saw all the war movies thought soldiering would be fine I knew they would be calling me it was just a matter of time Started thinking about what my father said stories of comrades he no longer saw He told me of his journey in another war And those he would not see again the reason they were dead They died so that we may live these warriors of the past For our freedom is what he said For our freedom they bled I thought I had the edge on things As I heard about the war was in Southeast Asia New feelings entered my head more thinking, about the things my daddy said Started remembering my childhood heroes figured I do just fine But soon I was in the war and reality changed my mind I mustered up some courage and renewed my faith in God Didn't know if it would help or not as I realized no more were the games I was in a place called Vietnam with all new faces and new names Some were known by General we had Sergeants and Privates too Tunel rats and Radio men just to name a few Some units were called companies broken down four squads made a platoon We travelled with a medic He took care of the wounds I saw this new life as a renewed temporary stay on earth Thought many times I'd get it and never again see my place of birth I had me a real gun shooting bullets was no fun Especially when being shout at by an enemy always on the run But there I was where I became a man the day my life as a combat warrior had only just begun Under skies filled with the burning of human waste and the stinch of lifeless blood We fought in rubber plantations and rice paddies turned to mud Where rockets landed in the rainy season fighting not knowing the reason I saw my buddies leave the wire not everyone returned changed my belief in God The bombs they fell without pity as we fought in unknown cities Sometims in heavy battles we suffered great loss But we forged on peace and freedom was our boss Finally found a reason renewed my faith in God Travelled through mine filled roads and slept in two man foxholes Some days we missed a meal part of the unwritten deal Now and then we got in a laugh most times we were on alert just one mistake easy to get hurt Each man became a link in a combat chain fighting for freedom and democracy so call us by our names Though when the war was done and we returned to where we'd begun No welcome mat was laid we had no warriors' parade But we were not discouraged atleast not by all the things we saw We had fought for our country in a foreign war We left the embraces of family charms we set aside our dreams We answered to our country's To Arms To Arms To Arms We did our job and there's honor in that renewed my faith in God Call us what you like say about us what you feel remember where we've been it's not fiction it was real We are combat Veterans who went away one day to fight for our country and you can't take that away! |
Vietnam Warrior: Another Dream/Another Reality is written in honor of the men and women who went away one day as girls and boys and returned as Veterans. And it as a Salute to the men and women who gave their all and serrves as just one more reminder that we must keep what these great sacrafices have all been for alive. Welcome Home! William R. Ilam "Easy" Smith November 2000 |
Copyright 2000 by W. R. I. "Easy" Smith ALL RIGHTS RESERVED |
VIETNAM WARRIOR: ANOTHER DREAM/ANOTHER REALITY Thought I was a cowboy cap pistoling away Liked to be the cop too til I lost my toy gun one day When I played the bad guy being the ganster didn't pay my parents didn't go for that in my room I had to stay Climbed up on my wooden horse clinching it's mopped hair Found out I was dreaming to miss childhood isn't fair I was told to get some schooling comes in handy and that's no fooling Played spin the bottle and doctor and nurse even played mom and dad but wasn't allowed to curse Found out I was dreaming reality set in how sad Watched all the Tarzan movies but he didn't have a gun Yet with all his courage King of the jungle seemed like fun Saw all the war movies thought soldiering would be fine I knew they would be calling me it was just a matter of time Started thinking about what my father said stories of comrades he no longer saw He told me of his journey in another war And those he would not see again the reason they were dead They died so that we may live these warriors of the past For freedom is what he said For our freedom they bled I thought I had the edge on things As I heard about the war in Southeast Asia New feelings entered my head more thinking about the things my daddy said Started remembering my childhood heroes figured I'd do just fine But soon I was in the war and reality changed my mind I mustered up some courage and renewed my faith in God Didn't know if it would help or not as I realized no more were the games I was in a place called Vietnam with all faces and new names Some were known by general we had Sergeants and Privates too Tunnel rats and radio men just to name a few Some units were called companies broken down four squads made a platoon We travelled with a medic He took care of the wounds I saw in this new life as a renewed temporary stay on earth Thought many times I'd get it and never again see my place of birth I had me a real gun shooting bullets was no fun Especially when being shot at by an enemy always on the run But there I was where I became a man the day my life as a combat warrior had only just begun Under skies filled with the burning of human waste and the stinch of lifeless blood We fought in rubber plantations and rice paddies turned to mud Where rockets landed in the rainy season fighting not knowing the reason I saw my buddies leave the wire not everyone returned Changed my belief in God The bombs the fell without pity as we fought in unknown cities Sometimes in heavy battles we suffered great loss But we forged on peace and freedom was our boss Finally found a reason renewed my faith in God Travelled through mine filled roads and slept in two man foxholes Some days we missed a meal part of the unwritten deal Now and then we got to laugh most times we were on alert just one mistake easy to get hurt Each man became a link in a combat chain fighting for freedom and democracy so call us by our names Though when the war was done and we returned to where we'd begun No welcome mat was laid we had no warriors' parade But we were not discouraged atleast not by all the things we saw We had fought for our country in a foreign war We left the embraces of family charms we set aside our dreams We answered to our country's To Arms To Arms To Arms We did our job and there's honor in that renewed my faith in God Call us what you like say about us what you feel remember where we've been it's not fiction it was real We are combat Veterans who went away one day to fight for our country and you can't take that away! |
