The Wall

by William A Predeau

Many young men answered the call
When they were asked by Uncle Sam
To go fight a war in a far off place
In a country called Vietnam

They didn’t run and hide away
But answered the bugle’s call
many never came back home
and their names are on The Wall

They weren’t honored with parades
When they came home from war
They were cursed and spat upon
As they crossed the airport floor

Though it wasn’t a popular war to fight
These proud men gave their all
So remember these honored men who fell
And whose names are on The Wall

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