I hear them say that I am going home,
But a terrible price I've paid.
Out of the ether, disembodied and discontent,
No doubt what I have become:
...
I seen the flash, I heard the blast, the chopper was ablaze--
The treetops were dancing when the sanguine sky was hazed.
I heard a cry, I heard a moan, I heard the bugles call. So I walked among the woods quietly all night long;
There was not a moon lit night nor a blinking star.
...
Red Dawn In Nam
I hear them say that I am going home,
But a terrible price I've paid.
Out of the ether, disembodied and discontent,
No doubt what I have become:
I look down dead leaves and dead grass:
I am aghast!
Blood drops like sapphires from the body next to mine:
leaving trail--
Eternity drips away inch by inch inside me--
If I could slide into deep sleep,
I could see God and ask him why!
There is an end to things--but no here:
Not yet.
A cross on the back is like a sword in the heart--
My body has no history except for it's scars,
I am emptied, ready to go,
Again