Dennis W. Zineal

NOMENCLATURE
Chapter 3: Homecoming

WE ARE

We are your children
We are your shame
We stand alone
It’s us you blame

We are your past
Life was a thriller
We came home
You called us killer

We are your drunks
You do not care
The pain we suffer
Is not yours to bear

We are unemployed
You shake your head
Wishing we were gone
Wishing we were dead

Your welcome home
Was a huge disgrace
We kissed your soil
You slapped our face

We fought with honor
We fought your battle
Now our status
Is less than cattle

We hide in the hills
We hide with our pets
We hide in caves
We are Vietnam Vets