I left home for the war.
When I was just eighteen.
I went to Vietnam a person so good and clean.
I came back home all broken spirited and mean.
All through the war I kept thinking.
If I could just get back home.
Everything gonna be alright.
As I tramped through the fields.
Bodies of my buddies maimed and killed.
I kept thinking if I could just get back home.
Everything gonna be alright.
They shipped me home on a Monday.
They gave me a Purple Heart.
I lost one leg and my mind is bad.
People look at me with faces so sad.
But I'm home now Lord.
And everything is alright.
But I'm home now Lord.
And everything is alright.
A poem on war depicted heartfeltly. Let it be quoted... As I tramped through the fields. Bodies of my buddies maimed and killed. I kept thinking if I could just get back home. Everything gonna be alright. Thank u dear Lamar for posting this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Heart touching poem..I am home Lord Everything is alright