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Submitted by fthillsboomer on 3 February 2008 - 3:35pm.
Style / Type:
freeform
Send me east in the morning
Let me face that rising sun
Send me east as to wedding feast
Though there’s fighting to be done
Let me rise up with glory
And find my way to you
Make me ham and eggs and coffee
Like the way you used to do
Then send me on my merry way
Giving kiss and hug goodbye
Knowing it’s you I’m thinking of
As off to war I fly
Send me east in the morning
To lands of death and shame
Where cultures clash and warriors dash
And IEDs kill and maim
Send me east in the morning
And tell me that it’s true
That being here is meaningful
It counts; this thing I do
Then send me west in evening
Back to family, home and wife
And tell me that the things I’ve done
Helped make a better life
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
(2 votes)

Bravo
This is written so well, it should be the anthem of all those fighting and allthat have fought to make that difference you speak of
Chrys
Thanks
This ole Viet vet scribbler thanks you
Wow The progression of stanzas is spot on.
the language is clear non-partisan,this poem in for the foot soldier,the ship soldier and the air soldier.
In ink,
Dabbler
Thanks
There was a saying in Nam. Bullets have no politics.
Excellence!!
Thankyou
Thankyou mam. did you pick up on the Jewel reference in Common tones?