Colin F. Jones

VIETNAM

I can’t think of anything I liked about Vietnam,
For it was not like the camera pictures we view,
The monsoonal rains the stench and the insects,
And places with clean water were few.
Malaria was rampant and the humidity,
Made life difficult for most soldiers to bear,
Yet the people were polite and respectful,
And they were always willing to share.
The ladies were elegant and lovely,
The men were quite humble and shy,
Their soldiers were courageous and brave,
Most of them quite willing to die,
For the homeland they loved and were born in,
That I think of with only a sigh.