Vietnam 1969 Poem by John Mackinnon
Vietnam 1969
Vietnam 1969
All his life he lived by the sea
And often dreamed of the gentle tide
That lapped gingerly
On his Vietnam.
Probing in the rocks for crabs
Sliding under their shells
And drawing back
When they lay naked on the sand.
The people often heard him
Singing softly to himself
About his tide and the soft water
That he dwelt in,
Yet when the soldiers came
And dragged him helpless by his hands
Bewildered as the sun descending
Cast his shadow on the sands
He lay naked where they left him
Pegged by a bayonet to the ground
And in the rising tide
He drowned.
John.This is a sad touching memory stirring write.So much wrong doing on this planet.I remember a young man with the night wrapped around him waiting for the Vietnam call up birthday draw on his radio by himself in 1969… Thank you for such a good poem.Geoffrey.
Devastating effect on the people of Vietnam by the war of 1969 have been depicted with delicacy in this Superb and touching poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Very sad and tragic story of man inhumanity to man - horrible brutality of war, well articulated and elegantly penned with conviction. Thanks for sharing John. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.