Gary Jacobson

AGENT ORANGE

Agent Orange Defoliation

Agent Orange Defoliation

Agent Orange Defoliation

Agent Orange Defoliation

Agent Orange Defoliation
Agent Orange,
Vietnam’s sweet revenge.
Wet…
Sticky…
Toxic…
Absorbed into a soldier’s
Fighting war politick.

Agent Orange clinging,
Gripping,
Killing,
Forest leaves;
A defoliant sucking the life
That death bereaves.

It kills a forest to kill the foe,
Remember always
You reap what you sow;
Agent Orange impregnates
not only forest leaves,
But to a soldier’s long-life
Cleaves.

Agent Orange goes home with him
To plague children unborn,
Embracing his loved ones
With a heritage forsworn.
In pseudo reverence,
Agent Orange has become
His clingstone inheritance.

Agent Orange to a soldier bequeaths
Entwining innocent legacies
Derived from a forest’s dying.
Can you hear his family crying
The whole world sighing?

Orange,
Forever sweet fruit implies,
But this deadly condiment
Its name belies.
Sprayed to keep enemies
From hiding in Nam’s jungles therein,
We paid dearly
This war to win.

Wagering
And staking
Our children’s bright future,
Evermore… like a vulture
Hovering in an unknown darkness
Hanging over us,
Looming over us,
Waiting for us.