In my heart I heard
The cry of a child,
In my mind
The shriek of the damned,
As I walked
Through the swamp
With a pack
On my back
And a bayonet
In my hand.
I have a neighbor who fought in Vietnam... your poem brings to mind what he went through. ~Elisabeth
I will not lie i can visiuslise what i saw on movies but i can't feel what u feel....but you have done it better than any one can...... the greatest i have read yet.. **KoNi**
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have never experienced a war zone. I can only imagine the cry of your own heart as you fought and watched others die, regardless which side of the battle.