poem from Vietnam 1966

poem from Vietnam 1966

 

I don’t know where this might fit in, leave it up to you if you find it worth posting.

I was with Charlie Battery, 1st Battalion, 11th Marines 1966 in I Corps when I sent this home to my bride to be

 

OMEGA
 
Omega he said. Omega he cried
The bringer of death, to one who just died.
I am the last, you'll know on earth.
The one who ends, your life from birth
Omega he said. Omega he cried.
 
Your life in my hand, your future to give.
You were born to die, not given to live.
I am the end, of all you know,
Sent from on "high" to bring you low.
Your life in my hand, your future to give.
 
I never knew you, you never knew I.
We did not question, but went forth to die.
"Orders" they said, "The enemy kill"
You were my foe, I did their will
I never knew you, you never knew I.
 
The bringer of death. The reaper am I.
Patiently waiting, for you to come by.
Nearer you came. so unaware.
To end your life, I did not care.
The bringer of death. The reaper am I.
 
I look down my sights. I see you quite clear.
The image I see, seems so very near.
The recoil soft. You drop mid stride.
What have I done. Another has died.
I look down my sights. I see you quite clear.
 
Omega am I. Avenger so deft,
That when I kill you, there's less of me left.
Mine not to ask. I do as told.
I kill you first, then I grow old
Omega I am. Avenger so deft.
 
It is to late now. I've taken your life.
A picture I find, of your child and wife.
Do it again? You know I would.
As you to me, as if you could.
It is to late now. I've taken your life.
 
Omega, the end. Omega, it's done.
The battle is o'er and no one has won.
They lied to me. They lied to you.
I took your life and took mine too.
Omega, the end. Omega, it's done.
 
jade

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