Don't Mean Nothin'A Poem by MattThis is what happens when you combine a late night with Vietnam movies...
They said we're fightin' for somethin' here
But I guess i can't see through this smoke Smoke from bombs smoke from guns Smoke from the last of the dope They said someday we'd all go home But all I've seen are body bags My friend got shot my buddy stabbed Another one got fragged Heard a rumor from Private Brown Just back in from the states He says the folk we're fightin' for Don't show us love just hate He says his friends disowned him now One even spit in his face He said he'd rather die over here Than an old vet in the states Got a letter from my girl She says she's leaving me She says there is another man Who ain't a soldier like me I hope one day when this is done And our fighting here is through I'll understand why we all died To save a wretch like you © 2011 MattAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 22, 2011 Last Updated on October 22, 2011 AuthorMattBellingham, WAAboutHey! Glad you're here! Anyways... I'm a guy from the great Pacific North-Wet (before anyone asks, that was intentional), and recently graduated from highschool. writing has been a hobby of mine fo.. more..Writing
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