Nam Dreams

From deep in sleep, in a cold sweat,
I will sometimes awake.
My legs will tremble and be weak,
My body then will shake.

The visions in my mind I see,
A time so long ago.
Of all the faces that I knew,
And those I didn’t know.

I see those faces once again,
The heroes of their day.
They fought and died for freedom’s sake,
That is the solder’s way.

The ones of us who made it back,
Will not forget that sight.
The way our nation treated us,
Just wasn’t even right.

We fought and died to make Nam free,
That’s what we all were told.
The ones who did not go to fight,
Sat back and judged us cold.

The faces that I see at night,
Say set the record straight.
We did not kill for mirth and fun,
We sit by heaven’s gate.

We did our best, we gave our lives.
Then we were treated bad.
They said we murdered little kids,
A lie that’s very sad.

We tried to save them every one,
But we all tried in vain.
I lost a lot of good friends there,
In Nam’s continued rain.

I see their faces in my sleep,
It makes me wake at night.
I pray my children never need,
To go off for a fight.

So when you see a man like me,
Who’s been so scarred by strife.
Then know that I still need a friend,
To help me through this life.