I couldn't turn my back onyou
I had t be a man
So I left to serve my country
Survive the best I can.
Now here I sit in a rice field
Trying to stay alive
A NV camp close to our sights
A stranger at my side.
Yet not a stranger at all!
Whether his hair is black, yellow or brown
His eyes are green or blue
Whether his skin is black or white
He's just like me and you!
He finds no rhyme or reason
He fights the fears inside
He wishes he were home again
and thinks of those who've died,
Yet I don't know his name or where he's from
But I know his joys and his strife
For a bond exists between us
We value each other's life!
We step once more in the underbrush
Into a burning lit sky I fly
And far below me I hear a sound....
"Why God why"
Yes, why God, why?