A PLACE IN HISTORY

Guardians of the Free World

wanted a place in history

so they sent us into rice paddies,

canteen half full of warm water,

heads full of lies.

Some who made it back brought

lice, rotting feet, herpes,

a hunger for highs, half a soul.

When our time came

to find a place in history,

they hid that chapter in archives

so no one would know.

Now that the guard has changed

we stand in their place

with what we were given,

we stand in their place

giving them back the scourges

they bequeathed in arrogance,

preserving in nightmares

their grim estate.

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