SENSELESS WAR

From the land of milk and honey,
to the land of mud and gore
I handled my transition,
of love and peace to war.

But no one could prepare me
for what my life would be,
when confronted with the enemy
and surrounded by VC.

The fear of no tomorrow
would always be at bay.
At times, there were, I knew
I couldn't face another day.

Day in, day out,
was always just the same.
I would always wonder -
why was it that we came.

©Copyright July 4, 2005 by Maureen Anne Brigante