Stories & Poems About War
We Are The Forgotten
Lost in the middle of nowhere,
Korea is the spot.
We're bound to serve our time
In the Land the Lord forgot.
Down in the rice paddies and mountains
Down where a man gets Blue.
Down in the middle of nowhere
A million miles from you.
You sweat, you freeze, you shiver,
It's more than a man can stand.
We're not a bunch of convicts
We're defenders of our land.
We're men in the Army
Earning our measly pay.
Guarding people with millions
For only two and a half a day.
Living here without memories,
Waiting to see our gals.
Hoping while we’re away
They haven't married our pals.
Few people know we exist,
And even fewer people give a damn.
Although we may seem forgotten,
We still belong to Uncle Sam.
When we go to Heaven,
St Peter will surely yell.
Here's the boys from Korea,
”They've served their time in Hell”.
This poem was written by a man who wrote it just a few days before he was killed
in action. I got this copy from a friend of mine who was also KIA.
So I copied it just as it was written. I hope you get the same feeling I get
when I read it.
I still feel the same way as I did back then and know as He said we served our
time in Hell and it was worth it all and I would gladly do it again if I could.
There are very few of us left, but I am proud to say I am one of them and Proud
to be one of The Third Division.
God Bless all of our Brave Men who are not here but died so we could all be
free.
For the one's who died.
Submitted by Dan Drupp
Email:
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