NEED MORE BE SAID

By Fate Warren, M Co. 3/5

Take a man, then put him alone,
Put him 12,000 miles from home.

Empty his heart of all but blood,
Make him live in sweat and mud.

This is the life I have to live,
And why, my soul, to the devil I give.

You peace-boys rant from your easy chair,
But you don't know what it's like over here.

You have a ball without even trying,
While over here, our boys are dying.

You burn your draft card and march at dawn,
And plant your signs on the courthouse lawn.

You all want to ban the bombs,
Because there's no real war in Vietnam.

You use your drugs and
have your fun,
And even refuse to use a gun.

There's nothing else for you to do,
And I'm supposed to die for you.

I'll hate you till the day I die,
You made me hear my buddy cry.

I saw his body in a bloody shred!
Then I heard them say,
"This one's dead!"

It's a large price to pay,
Not to live another day.

He had the guts to fight and die,
He paid his price
(But what did he buy).

He bought you your life losing his,
But who gives a damn what a Marine gives.

His wife, his folks, maybe his son,
But they're about the only ones.

NEED MORE BE SAID