GOD WAS WITH ME

GOD WAS WITH ME WHEN I KISSED MY MOM GOODBYE.
GOD WAS WITH ME ON THAT LONG RIDE IN THE SKY.

GOD WAS WITH ME WHEN I STEPPED OFF THE PLANE.
GOD WAS THERE TO GUIDE ME THROUGH A WAR QUITE INSANE.

GOD WAS MY SHELTER WHEN THE MORTARS SHOOK THE GROUND.
GOD WAS MY SHIELD WHEN THE FIREY BOMBS CAME DOWN.

GOD WAS MY STRENGTH WHEN I HELD MY BEST FRIEND.
GOD WAS MY COMFORT AS I WATCHED HIS LIFE END.

GOD WAS MY REFUGE WHEN I FINALLY MADE IT HOME.
GOD WAS MY SANITY IN THE NIGHTS DARK AND LONG.

GOD WAS MY SAVIOR RIGHT THROUGH IT ALL.
GOD, ONE MORE FAVOR, HELP ME FACE THAT BLACK “WALL”.

BULLETS OF TRUTH

SO MANY PROUD, BRAVE WOMEN AND MEN;
FOUGHT A WAR THEY COULDN’T WIN.

THEIR HANDS BEHIND THE BACK WERE TIED;
HAVE ENEMY IN SIGHT, REQUEST TO FIRE, “REQUEST DENIED”.

SENT ON MISSIONS THAT WERE NOT ALLOWED;
“WE’VE NEVER BEEN THERE THE GOVERNMENT VOWED”.

ALL P.O.W.’S AREHOME THE PAPERS READ;
THEY REPLIED TO THE SMALL NUMBERS “ALL OTHER ARE DEAD”.

FORGET THE WAR, GET ON WITH YOUR LIFE;
THE VIETNAM WAR WAS JUST TROUBLE AND STRIFE.

THAT’S EASY TO SAY MR. PRESIDENT, YOU DIDN’T GO;
YOU DIDN’T FIGHT, AND YOU JUST DON’T KNOW.

WE WILL TELL THE WORLD OF THE LIES AND THE SHAME;
WE WILL TELL OF THE WAR AND YOUR DIRTY LITTLE GAMES.

THE GOVERNMENT LINED THEIR POCKETS WITH SILVER AND GOLD;
WHILE MANY DIED AND THE OTHERS TURNED COLD.

YOU DENIED P.T.S.D. SAID IT DIDN’T EXIST;
AND FROM AN AGENT ORANGE COURT BATTLE WE GOT A LIST.

IF YOU HAVE THE SYMPTOMS YOU MUST FIGHT AGAIN;
FOR A DROP IN THE BUCKET IF YOU FINALLY DO WIN.

THE V.A. HOSPITALS ARE FULL TO THE BRIM;
HE NEEDS OPEN HEART SURGERY, “NO ROOM FOR HIM”.

BUT YOU CONTINUE TO FIGHT IN WAR AFTER WAR;
WHEN THIS ONES NOT OVERS AND WE KNOW THE SCORE.

WE RECOGNIZE THE ENEMY, THE TARGETS IN SIGHT;
WE WON’T ASK PERMISSION TO FIRE OR TO FIGHT.

WITH TRUTH AND WITH KNOWLEDGE, WE’LL SETTLE THE SCORE;
SO OUR CHILDREN WON’T FIGHT ANOTHER VIETNAM WAR.

– Lynda Moore

VIETNAM

CLEAR BLUE SKY ALL AROUND
HERE AM I IN VIETNAM.

FREEDOM AND PEACE WAS MY CALL
NEITHER IS HERE, JUST WAR THAT’S ALL.

I LIVE IN FEAR, I WALK THE SAME.
NO COMFORT HERE, JUST DEATH AND PAIN.

I CAN NOT EAT, NOR CAN I SLEEP.
I PRAY AT NIGHT, SOMETIMES I WEEP.

SOME MAKE IT HOME, HOPE I’LL BE ONE.
MARKING THE DAYS TILL TIME IS DONE.

THE ONLY THING THAT I HOLD DEAR,
FRIENDS I FOUND AMONG THE FEAR.

NO ONE WILL KNOW WHAT WE’VE BEEN THRU,
ONLY THOSE WHO FOUGHT THIS SAME WAR TOO.

– Lynda Moore

MIDDLE AGED WARRIOR

YES I’M A MIDDLE AGED WARRIOR,
FROM A WAR MANY YEARS AGO.
I NEVER REALLY SPOKE OF IT,
AND THE SCARS, THEY DIDN’T SHOW.

I BURIED THE MEMORIES DEEP INSIDE,
AND COULDN’T SHARE MY PAIN.
THE WORDS LIKE BRAVERY, VETERAN, AND PRIDE
JUST NEVER MEANT THE SAME.

NOW THAT I’M GETTING OLDER,
MY STORY I MUST TELL.
THE WAR I FOUGHT IN VIETNAM,
WAS MUCH AKIN TO HELL.

THE HEAT, THE SMELL, THE NOISE OF WAR,
THE CRIES OF DEATH AND PAIN.
YOU TOOK A HILL AND GIVE IT BACK,
THEN TOOK IT BACK AGAIN.

I DIDN’T THINK OF POLITICS,
I HAD TO FIGHT THE WAR.
WHILE OTHER CRAZY LUNATICS,
WITH BODY COUNTS KEPT SCORE.

THE MEMORIES OF THE FRIENDS I LOST,
WILL ALWAYS TORTURE ME.
SOMETIME I CLOSE MY EYES AT NIGHT,
AND THEIR FACES I STILL SEE.

I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE OVER,
IF I COULD MAKE IT HOME.
IT DIDN’T TAKE ME LONG TO SEE,
THAT WHAT I THOUGHT WAS WRONG.

I DIDN’T WANT A BIG PARADE,
OR RIBBONS ON THE TREE.
JUST REALIZE THE PRICE I PAID,
AND OTHERS JUST LIKE ME.

THE PAIN AND SCARS OF VIETNAM,
I HANDLE THE BEST I CAN.
BUT THE WOUNDS RECEIVED FROM THE COUNTRY I LOVE,
I’LL NEVER UNDERSTAND.

– Lynda Moore

P.O. BOX SPECIAL PLACE

I’M LOOKING FOR THAT SPECIAL PLACE
WHERE I WON’T BE ALONE.
TO LOOK UPON ANOTHER’S FACE
WHO KNOWS WHAT I HAVE KNOWN.

THERE IS A SECRET LANGUAGE THERE
THOUGH WORDS ARE VERY FEW.
COMMUNICATIONS FROM THE SOUL
WILL TELL US WHAT TO DO.

WE’LL HAVE NO RANK OR RULERS
NO LAWS OR PEDIGREE.
EACH ONE WILL BE IMPORTANT”
WITH THEIR OWN IDENTITY.

I’LL SEARCH FOR THAT SPECIAL PLACE
MAYBE SOMEDAY I’LL FIND
IT REALLY HAS A P.O. BOX
SOMEWHERE OTHER THAN MY MIND.

C/O VIETNAM VETERANS
P.O. BOX SPECIAL PLACE
ANYWHERE, U.S.A.

– Lynda Moore