NOT ENOUGH

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
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright © 2013
~~~Prisoners of War~~~
~~~Bowe~~~