Sparrowhawk
11-19-02, 04:56 PM
When dreams of life
history and memories come together
November 19, 1967
35 years ago today
was a very long time ago,
But I can still feel my machine gun’s vibrations
I can still smell the terror of pain and fear of war
The hatred I found at my door that day
I can still feel the ground shake below
Feel the bullets green glow
As they sailed by
Whispering silently my name
I can smell the pain of tears and sweat, hunger and regrets
Taste the anger lingering in the air
And the cry of despair
“Come get, us, come get us, we’re hit, we’re hit, please come, now.”
The radio operator cried, then silence filled the air
And the battle raged on without a care
But my gun fought all on its own
It feared nothing that day
She knew no fear,
This was her game
And she wanted to play
So I held her close
And she danced the day away
Laughing at the pain she gained
I did not stop to think that day
Nothing but anger and pain at my side
We fought together while smoke filled the sky
35 years ago today
The radio operator desperately cried
But the green rain kept us apart
The corpsman cried, the Marine silently died
But Corpsman, don’t you know
We’re all gone
But my gun’s barrel cried
With a mind all its own, its only
Dirt and grime and only small stones
Glowing in the twilight zone
Death and destruction ruled the day
It’s all fresh and real
Like an old time movie, surreal
Now when I visit this day
Tears flow without delay
If only I had done some more
history and memories come together
November 19, 1967
35 years ago today
was a very long time ago,
But I can still feel my machine gun’s vibrations
I can still smell the terror of pain and fear of war
The hatred I found at my door that day
I can still feel the ground shake below
Feel the bullets green glow
As they sailed by
Whispering silently my name
I can smell the pain of tears and sweat, hunger and regrets
Taste the anger lingering in the air
And the cry of despair
“Come get, us, come get us, we’re hit, we’re hit, please come, now.”
The radio operator cried, then silence filled the air
And the battle raged on without a care
But my gun fought all on its own
It feared nothing that day
She knew no fear,
This was her game
And she wanted to play
So I held her close
And she danced the day away
Laughing at the pain she gained
I did not stop to think that day
Nothing but anger and pain at my side
We fought together while smoke filled the sky
35 years ago today
The radio operator desperately cried
But the green rain kept us apart
The corpsman cried, the Marine silently died
But Corpsman, don’t you know
We’re all gone
But my gun’s barrel cried
With a mind all its own, its only
Dirt and grime and only small stones
Glowing in the twilight zone
Death and destruction ruled the day
It’s all fresh and real
Like an old time movie, surreal
Now when I visit this day
Tears flow without delay
If only I had done some more