AGENT ORANGE ROLL CALL
He’s dead Sir.
Dead? How Dead? He was only 48 years old!
Dead as a maggot Sir – Agent Orange killed him.
Dead Sir, weird cancers, dead at 45.
Dead Sir, died aged 41
Fuck! He didn’t make old bones.
“Staff Sergeant Curley!”
Dead Sir, one of the first to go.
Dead Sir, died on his last day in the Army.
“Lance Bombardier Hubbard!”
Dead Sir. Maggot fuckin’ dead.
Agent Orange got him Sir.
Him too Sir, that Agent Orange is unforgiving shit.
Alive! Thank fuck for that!
His kids are all deformed Sir;
all the ones born after he came home.
Dead Sir, died on the operating table.
“Lance Bombardier Rawiri!”
Dead Sir – Lost a leg.
Alive Sir, crook as fuck, but alive;
with weird skin rashes.
Thank fuck for that! Is he OK?
17 cancer operations Sir.
He won’t be flying any more gunships outta Saigon Sir.
Dead Sir, two tours of the Nam;
but just another weird cancer death.
“Doesn’t anyone give a fuck soldier?”
“Sorry Sir, giving a fuck costs money
and Vietnam wasn’t worth a fuck Sir.”
©Copyright 1999 by Mike Subritzky
Author’s Note: Written after the death of Lou Hubbard on December 26, 1999