Lawerence Mize, Sr.

Veteran Poet - 1,919 Points (October 29,1949 / Baltimore, Maryland)

Highway 1 - Poem by Lawerence Mize, Sr.

We traveled along
on Highway 1
Singing songs
chewing gum.

From Hue to Quang Tri
Bien Hoa too.
Everywhere we went
saw something new.

Vills and hootches
a pagoda or two.
So far from home
so lonely, so blue.

Young kids were we
sitting in those trucks.
Each one wondering
how fate would place his luck.

We endured the dust
took in the sights.
A Vietnam so beautiful
yet somehow not right.

The convoy stretched forever
seemingly for miles.
We sat packed together
laughed and smiled.

Never saw the mine
placed in the road.
The world exploded
fast as a shift in the load.

Men screamed out in agony
as metal tore through their clothes.
Bodies flew up and out
'Medic, ' a constant shout.

Never saw the gook
who placed the mine.
Only the blood
pouring like wine.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Poem is one from Dead Men Calling. A collection of poems of my experiences in Vietnam.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 27, 2012



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