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“VIETNAM WILLIE”

August 9, 2018 by San Quentin News Contributor

As a child Vietnam Willie always knew,

His dream adventuring to see the world a view

He wanted the freedom to travel around,

Not knowing what in life may be found.

Vietnam Willie’s younger years, so lonely to do

Friends and family had other cares to respond to.

Imagining fantasies for fun as a secluded kid,

The green forest Vietnam Willie often ran and hid.

Vietnam Willie ventured into the Military Force,

Be sought out his new green forest

Joining the Vietnam War while Tet was still hot,

A land of trees and sand, God had forget.

It poured rain throughout the Season,

Washing the souls of grief, the reason

Tears from Angels falling on the land;

down through crimson dirt and golden sand.

Duty in this land was hell many had thought,

An ungodly refuge Vietnam Willie had sought.

Tour calendar did pass; stress day and night,

Life’s inhibitions no longer survived the fight.

With mental distain Vietnam Willie left that place,

Dreams in the night now have no mental face.

His friends and mind were still to remain,

Sometimes he question he questions, was he really sane.

Traveling the sunshine state, free world land,

Taking for wed a pretty round-eye in hand’

Love, Vietnam Willie, could never imitate;

From the Asian sand apathy would never abate.

A male child to Vietnam Willie was soon born,

Shortly baby’s crib and shoes noticeably forlorn.

He was taken from Vietnam Willie into God’s hand,

Because of chemicals spread in a foreign land.

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Deathly violence innocent people soon felt,

Feeling the ice that never seemed to melt.

Vietnam Willie released punished everyday

Thinking everyone would have to pay.

A prison forest Vietnam Willie soon did find,

His violent life and hell again had intertwined.

The very depth of Hades many don’t know,

Continuing three decades and more, in a row.

How long could Vietnam Willie live this way,

Traveling through life’s mental forest everyday?

How long will the inner pain and dreams last,

Viewing those nightly places of the distant past.

Vietnam Willie, Vietnam Willie, what life had he?

Vietnam Willie, Vietnam Willie, what life must be…

By John Tidwell

VGSQ Media

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