a message from Viet Nam 1966 as best as I remember writing it - If you don't want to know...................stop now
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
It isn't over yet.................
We fight not for politics or politicians, but for the brother beside us. Yet we die in body and soul for the politics of another, that they may prosper while we sink into oblivion.
ReplyDeleteguess we all die some even now forty-five years later.
ReplyDeleteSpider Cpl. U.S.M.C. 67-71
My Brother,
ReplyDeleteI pray you can find peace through 2 Corinthians 1:7-11.
7 And our hope for you is firm, because we know that just as you share in our sufferings, so also you share in our comfort.
8 We do not want you to be uninformed, brothers and sisters,[a] about the troubles we experienced in the province of Asia. We were under great pressure, far beyond our ability to endure, so that we despaired of life itself. 9 Indeed, we felt we had received the sentence of death. But this happened that we might not rely on ourselves but on God, who raises the dead. 10 He has delivered us from such a deadly peril, and he will deliver us again. On him we have set our hope that he will continue to deliver us, 11 as you help us by your prayers. Then many will give thanks on our behalf for the gracious favor granted us in answer to the prayers of many.
I have.
God Bless you.
George Sgt USMC 1971-1975
Your poem so right I had a brother over there in 1966.PVT.1stClass Ronald Darrell Miller that I never got to know because the angel of death took his life long ago.Only 20years old he had no life it was snuffed out before he could ever try.What a waste of a young life for the people he tried to end up in a coffin and for years I have cried.To get people to help me REMEMBER THAT LIFE.Every one is gone that could help me I'm told but for as long as I live he will never grow old.For the brother I never got to know!BABY SISTER BRENDA. THANKS to all that has served and to the ones that are still.
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