Saturday, August 17, 2013


I’m old enough to remember Vietnam
Foreign shores, and the Vietcong
I cried for every young man pride dictates
Prisoners of war, their unholy fate

I could not perceive the torture
Or their lives of pain
Defending a country
Which abandoned them

~~~*1st Chorus*~~~
They took our boys
All hopes and dreams
Forced to be men
Damned reality
The ones left behind
To die, or age too fast
We didn’t do enough
Enough to bring them back

I’m old enough to resent Afghanistan
A foreign country, full of Taliban
I cry with every young life that they take
Their prisoner of war, wonder what’s his fate

I can’t imagine why 
We don’t trade with them
Cannot conceive a reason
To abandon him

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
Bargain with the bastards
If it saves his life
Swallow your pride
Don’t leave a man behind
People remember 
What you cowards did 
In Vietnam
They were only kids
hostile hearts are turning
Bitter cold
I think you’d better bring
Our soldier home

~~~*2nd Chorus*~~~
They took our boy
All hopes and dreams
Forced to be a man
Damned reality
He’s been left behind
To die, or age too fast
You haven’t done enough
Enough to bring him back
Teresa Lynn Johnson
Copyright © 2013
~~~Prisoners of War~~~

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