Freedom’s Song

 

 

My country ‘tis of thee, sweet land of liberty.

The smoke, the mud, the fear, they all fill my day.

The smoke clears, the mud dries, the fear always stays.

Always surrounded by my buddies but I still feel alone.

 

My unit’s the best, all filled with pride,

Men of all colors fighting side by side.

Eight months ago a teen without a care,

Now a seasoned vet with the thousand mile stare.

 

My buddies went to college to keep from coming here,

I guess deep down inside we all have our fear.

I’ve been to all the schools; I’m one of the best,

I wear my wings proudly upon my chest.

 

The Stars & Stripes tell us of the riots and pickets,

Our anger builds as we bust thru bamboo thickets.

The home of the brave, the land of the free,

For the dawn’s early light please let me see.

 

 

Michael D. Monfrooe   

 

Dedicated to Johnny Chapman KIA 8-20-71