Vietnam Poem by Jamie Dewyer

and opening his heart just like a blanket to the world
he said he can't remember christmas but he thinks he like the word
and in september there his body lay
a gift that never gave
a sort of solice filled the afternoon
and followed 20 days
and still
this ocean that you left for me
oh father in your place
i've found a hundered fools all dressed in grey
their abdomens all frail
they couldn't stomach treachary
or snails to sustain
or darkest nights in vietnam
where angels came to lay
and still hushed dead beside the voice
the reason entertains
we have not found a purpose here
we havn't found a way