-------------------------------------------------------------- Permission granted by author for anyone to distribute this writing free of charge (including translation into any language)...under condition that no profit is made therefrom, and that it remain intact and complete, including title and credit to the original author. Ezekiel J. Krahlin http://surf.to/gaybible -------------------------------------------------------------- BRING MY SOLDIER HOME TO ME or THE FLOWER OF VIET NAM © 1997 by Ezekiel J. Krahlin My heart is over-tired, so I must sing this song: Bring my soldier home to me; he's been gone too long. Oh, bring my soldier home to me, with a smile on his face, And a tear or two for me and you, as we march in place. Oh, bring my soldier home to me; his home is in my heart! Armageddon is The Wedding; know your part. Oh, bring my Daddy home to me; I am his only son! Uncleave my heart, unsheathe my tongue! Plowshares to swords, faggots to Huns! Butter to bullets, bread to guns! (Gay Revolution has begun!) Oh, bring my lover home to me; the Starving Vet of Eighty-Four! I nursed him back in Wash., D.C.; that's why he's still alive! Oh, bring my father home to me; the Light is drawing near! Yea, though I dally in Eureka Valley, I shall have no fear! Oh, bring my Randolph home to me; the coffee's on the stove! His tears that fell for all Nam Vets have made His Wish betrothed! ---finis