I Answered the Call

By John A. Wilson

 

 

I answered the call when you needed me.

For my country, I gladly took a stand.

I took my rifle and I crossed the sea,

To fight for freedom in that distant land.

The blood of my comrades flowed at my feet,

And with each of my friends, part of me died.

I sweated each day in the jungle heat

And every night I hid my face and cried.

I cried for the loss of so many friends,

I cried for the loss of my innocence.

For youth is borne away on smoky winds

All in the name of national defense.

A few good men did what we had to do.

I cry today for those forgotten few.