Faye Sizemore


Your lush lands
Appear pristine
Mountains kissing the sky
Scenes of battles gone by
Flowers and laughing children belie
A time when we fought and died
Waves and friendly faces
Now dot the forbidden places
White beaches filled with life
No longer fearsome strife
Fishermen dot the sea
Where the warships used to be
Your fertile farmlands
Are no longer used
by the Congs’ roving bands
No longer bomb abused
There are shadows still
Here and there and again
I remember against my will
A war we could not win
Jungle land by the sea
Grand-fatherless families
And Agent Orange victims
Remember with me…