God Help Me Poem by Lawerence Mize, Sr.

A shot rings out
In the middle of the night
I turn to my left
Turn to my right

Wild men's eyes
All that I can see
I'm lost in Vietnam
God help me

Stare down my sights
Look through the wire
Search for movement
Near and Far

Listen for sounds
That don't seem quite right
Wonder if Charlie's coming
If he'll hit us tonight

Thoughts of home
Washed away
Think only of surviving
To live another day

Someone screams 'Medic'
A chill goes up my spine
Crawl out of my bunker
Wondering if I've lost my mind

I run to a kid
Look at his wound
Tell him it's okay
He'll be going home soon

'Help me, Doc
Don't let me die'
I stare at his wound
Want to cry