By Walter Richardson
It's been 20 years since I went to Nam
but it seems like a couple of days
Now flashbacks and memories numb my mind
as I stand at the wall and gaze
For the thousands that died,
thousands have cried
Yes, many have shed their tears.
And as I look at name after name
I find myself facing new fears
For when American again has a need
others will answer her call
And the nightmares that wake me during the night
are my son, another war, another Wall.
(Image © 2003, Kelly Ann Thomas)
but it seems like a couple of days
Now flashbacks and memories numb my mind
as I stand at the wall and gaze
For the thousands that died,
thousands have cried
Yes, many have shed their tears.
And as I look at name after name
I find myself facing new fears
For when American again has a need
others will answer her call
And the nightmares that wake me during the night
are my son, another war, another Wall.
(Image © 2003, Kelly Ann Thomas)
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