“A day in the life”

A car backfires and he hits the ground

Eyes glazed as he looks around

Sweat rolls from his contorted face

As he flashes back to another place

He still has a problem with rushing crowds

Gets a little edgy when the music’s loud

Patience is a virtue he can’t afford

Lives on the fast track gotta stay on board

Couldn't hold a job, always on the move

Like a needle on a record that keeps jumping the groove

Has a few friends that he recalls

Draws close to them as he peruses the Wall

Got a few stained medals tucked away in a drawer

Memories from the Vietnam War

Some were good, some were bad

For the most part they  were all he had

Strums his guitar singing sixties tunes

Beside him is a picture of him in dress blues

Wrinkled up dollar in his old guitar case

As he transports those around him to a distant place

Folds up shop at the end of day

Looks for a safe haven to stay

Bottle of beer, Big Mac and fry’s

Hummin’

 Bye, bye Miss American Pie 
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry 
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey 'n' rye 
Singin this will be the day that I die.
This will be the day that I die. 

A day in the life of a Vietnam vet

A man whom his country has chosen to forget

A Brother of circumstance, some may not agree

A Brother nonetheless and still flying free….

Boon 8/17/02