A Western Trip Poem by Matt Mondschein

Many moons ago
When I was just a young lad
Walter Cronkite on the tube
I saw our Army in Vietnam
That was sad

Young boys dieing
In a jungle of little men
Back in those days of purple haze
I was only ten

Ten years later
I joined myself
Peacetime for us
Nothing else to discuss

I took a trip
That riddled my brain
Times were ticking so fast
I thought I was going insane

My tongue
Touched a tiny paper
I disliked the taste
Anticipating
Hyper activeness
My mind going to waste

I hit it again
And again
Till I said to myself
No more
Back to reality
Don't need another
War