My Uncle’s description of Vietnam:
Hill 281 was ma’ war
charged up through jungle
and flies and all kindsa shit
animal shit
shit covered pungi sticks
shit from the dead
when you die you shit
that ain’t no bull
whatever’s in you
you shit
fought on that hill for three days
it ain’t the dead that smelt
it was the shit
left 32 men and 4000 shells
on that hill
still can’t get that smell out
My Father’s description on ‘Nam:
Guard duty at Fort Bragg
army reserve baby
watchin’ the brass and
smokin’ some grass
sounds easy but you know what
we had to clean the Generals’ toilets
and boy could they shit
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