A Western Trip
Many moons ago
When I was just a young lad
Walter Cronkite on the tube
I saw our Army in Vietnam
That was sad
Young boys dieing
In a jungle of little men
Back in those days of purple haze
I was only ten
Ten years later
I joined myself
Peacetime for us
Nothing else to discuss
I took a trip
That riddled my brain
Times were ticking so fast
I thought I was going insane
My tongue
Touched a tiny paper
I disliked the taste
Anticipating
Hyper activeness
My mind going to waste
I hit it again
And again
Till I said to myself
No more
Back to reality
Don't need another
War
poem by Matt Mondschein
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