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Showing posts with label Vietnam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vietnam. Show all posts

Monday, February 6, 2012

Overreach

Democracies die
When they seek empire
Nations lose faith
When the cost of war
Is overwhelming



Athenians in Syracuse died to a man
Trying to raise the flag
Over a land that had no desire
To be one of those
Who bow to Athens







In Malaya the people who saw the fall
Of the British colonial regime
Made a choice to rise up
Against the empire
For independence
They were called terrorists
And rebels
In the land which they had been born
And the British were foreign



France had fought a war against oppressors
And then sought in Algeria
To make that land their dominion
All the lessons of fighting Fascism were lost
In the midst of a brutal war



The United States fought a people
To keep them from the specter of Communism
Despite the fact
That the Vietnamese hadn't had a choice
When the Japanese
Chinese
And French
Before the Americans
Sought to control their land

Such are the wars of Empire
When democracies die
For cynical reasons
Overreach
Suicide

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Intertwined



The moment
Remembered by film
The eyes of innocent
Permanently stained
The eyes of the guilty
Immune to the blame
What remains
Is unable
To be extinguished
Like a flame
When man kills man
When light turns to shadow
When sane turns insane
Fates intertwined
Nothing to gain
For the end will come shortly
For all

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Wine Poured Out



1964 It got worse
We were drawn in deeper
In an alien part of the earth
Few could find on the map
We were tired of war
Tired of the curse of anger
The scars from the great wars
Still brightly seen
This green beautiful place
The blue skies
Above the green thick cover
Showed the jets flying sorties
Bombing river boats
Attacking bridges
To choke the flow
Of materiel to the South
This corner of an ignored world
Was now crossroads of Cold war conflict
East versus West
Super powers collide
Politically charged fires
In a world with borders
Drawn with barbed wire
We sent our children to fight
To make a stand
For an ill defined goal
In a foreign land
And we won nothing
But the costs of lost youth
Sorrow beyond measure
Toxic poisons in our soul
Broken warriors with limbs with no use
A beautiful vintage of wine
Poured upon the ground
After so much promise
What was the point




What was the point



There is none.