DAMN THOSE HUEY HELICOPTERS…

THEY COME FROM A DISTANCE,

I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT THEY ARE,

I HAVE HEARD THEM ALL BEFORE,

IN THE JUNGLE I KNEW, I WAS SO SURE.

THEY SCARE ME NOW, AS THEY DID THEN,

EVEN THOUGH THEY WERE OURS,

THEY COULD REALLY SCREW UP OUR MISSION,

FIRING ROCKETS, STRING 50 CALIBRE’S, & DROPPING ORANGE,

THEY COULD CREATE SUCH A RUCKUSS ON CHARLIES TOWERS.

BUT THEY NEVER EVEN KNEW WE WERE THERE,

THAT WAS THE FEAR I HAD THEN AND NOW,

WE HID IN CHARLIES DENS & LAIRS,

BUT EVEN THAT DIDN’T HELP,

THE ORANGE GLOW DID STAY, FAR INTO FUTURE YEARS.

I HEAR IT NOW, FROM FAR AWAY, FEEL LIKE SCREAMING,

OR TAKING COVER THINKING “IN COMING”,

THERE IS ONE OUTSIDE NOW, CIRCLING FOR SOME REASON,

THEY USE THEM FOR SEARCH AND RESCUE, BUT THIS GUY IS LOW,

BARELY MOVING, GOING ALONG SO SLOW,

just about staying  up in the air…

they were a great help in the jungle over there,

picking up the wounded that may not make it without help,

but now that we’re home, they just ignite, dreams so fearful,

I awake in a cold sweat  and find that “scare” is still a word used here.

Wish he would just leave & let me eat my dinner, isn’t that fair?

                                                (ed)