It's been 29 years since I went to Nam,

but it seems like a couple of days.

Now flashbacks and memories numb my mind

as I stand at the wall and gaze.

For the thousands that died,

thousands have cried;

Yes, many have shed their tears.

And as I look, at name after name,

I find myself facing new fears.

For, when America again has a need

others will answer her call.

And the nightmares that wake me during the night

are my son, another war, another Wall.

Written from the Heart

by

Walter Richardson