The 2012 election is history…..in more ways than one……and since there is not much news I will return to posting the poems from my youth…..and since a couple of my regular readers and commenters are weary of the whole political thingy…..I will try some more poetry…..
The year is 1969 and I am on my second tour in Vietnam….only thing new is the unit to which I was assigned…..Studies & Observation Group….at this time I am working in the Parrot’s Beak area of South Vietnam…..on the border with Cambodia…..not much time for lying around doing little….but I do find time from now and then to write a poem or two……..
The Happy Few
Why must we fight
A war of fright?
People fear,
neighbors far and near.
People don’t understand
That to be a man
We don’t have to kill.
It is better still
To give all you can.
If things are getting better
And this is true
Why are the happy
Only a few?
If things keep going this way
It won’t be long to judement day.
I don’t have the answers
Do you?
If not, maybe we should
Ask the happy few.
CHUQ
21Apr69
And so it goes!
And you kept the all these years. Well done … and thanks for your service during a difficult time.
Frank……This is a continuing series I have…..I found these after Katrina when I was cleaning out the house….I thought they had been lost over the years…….Keep an eye out they will be showing up from time to time…….and you are welcome.
Thanks for the background!
Sure thing…..I have already posted the ones from 1967 and 68…….not all of them are dark and such…….some are pretty erotic and just plain dumb…..glad you like the them…..
Evocative of a time and place. Important memories, chuq.
Best wishes, Pete.
Just home from war…..some were more morbid than others. chuq