Last
Patrol
Upon these fading eyes stands the image of names cut into this cold black
stone of honor.
Upon these fading eyes is the image of young boys who went to war so very
long ago
with a spring in their step and heads held high.
Upon these fading eyes are the faces of lost friends who gave their all in
a war not of
they’re making so
very long ago.
Upon these fading eyes is the
sorrow of tears that flow from a heart that was as cold
as this black
stone.
Upon these fading eyes is the
image of soldiers as they file by on one last patrol.
For we shall all march in that
last patrol to the gates of Heaven in the memory of all those who stand in our
place in fields of war far from home.
By Guy Jones, a
Vietnam Vet Nov 68 – Oct 69.
v
Co A &
HQ,43d Signal Battalion, 22d Signal Group, 1st Signal Brigade
v
Pleiku,
Vietnam (MAC V compound)