South of Saigon

Amidst the fields, amidst the pain Shattered metal fell like rain To see the sky – the smoke had cleared And there revealed the fate I feared Three of us left on the field As war extends its heartless yield Another name for but the roles A record of this days...

The first day of Spring

There’s one defining moment With a gun against your head Where you realize in an instance That you will soon be dead You think about the mission And what has brought you here And you think about your family And it helps to calm the fear In honor there is victory...