"That ain’t shit',"
Said the young soldier
At the theatre,
In the rear, waiting
For the flic to start.
I was behind him,
watched him arrive.
He and his partner
Had mud on their boots,
No twinkle in their eyes,
They met two others
Who just like them
appeared to be taking
a break from the war.
The four of them
Were talking about
The week before
When a platoon
Just like theirs
Massacred people
At the vill of My lai
“Me and my man,"
He explained nodding
At the soldier next to him,
"We got a new blooper
That had to be checked out.
There in a paddy
Not too far away
Was a Mamasan
And her kid with their
Buffalo planting some
Rice in the mud of a
Field not far from their vill
We dropped in a grenade
pointed it at them,
Pulled the trigger and
Blew them away, the
Blooper checked out
just fine." He finished
With a grin
What the fuck I thought
To myself, But just then
the music began to play.
As we all stood for the
national hymn and then
We all calmly watched
An adventure unfold
Before our very own eyes.
