Tribute
to the Marines at Khe Sanh on this Veterans’ Day 2016
We
had no choice
We
had no voice
No
control over where we were sent
And
yet into harm’s way we went
Billions
wasted, billions spent
Lives
lost, minds ruined, bodies maimed and bent
Only
elders voted, only elders spoke
Release
the dogs of war, images of glory to evoke
All
sense of why and of caution to revoke
The
flags waving, the canons roar to invoke
Release
the dogs of war
The
body bags to soar
No
cheers and no welcome home parades
Only
the light at the end of the tunnel charade
Hold
Khe Sanh a worthless piece of terrain
Dig
deeper to escape the shells falling like monsoon rains
Unlike
the French we Marines will beat Nguyen
But
like the French this is a war we cannot win
Despite
all the Pentagon spin
Will
God punish the elders for their sins?
We
held Khe Sanh but for us no poems of Flanders
Fields
Semper Fi to those who
lived, to those who did not yield
To
those whose names are etched on a granite wall
A
sacred monument in the Washington Mall
Come
close, come near
Put
next to it your ear
Through
the granite you will hear
The
voices, do not hold back your tears
We
had no voice
We
had no choice
But
we answered the call
Instead
of poppies in a field we remain etched forever on this granite
© November 7,
2016, Michael P. Ridley aka the Alaskanpoet
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