Another Unknown Soldier 1968

Green locusts whirl and flap above.

It's a long way from Chicago, doves.

Out here, the war they all speak of

can make you scream for mothers' love.

Through muck and mud. I stay alive.

My life is each day I survive.

They open up. I shove and dive.

I don't think I'm...........................

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It was the helicopter war. It was the rock 'n 'roll war. It was the war where people I knew came back changed or maimed or not at all.

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