How many of you can relate to this
VIET NAM 
He sits all by himself with a bottle by his side.
Pushing away the woman that he courted to be his bride
He thinks about his mates and when he was a young man
Why did they send them there, to this place called Viet Nam?
Why did they send me to a foreign land?
Why did they want me to go, I couldn’t understand?
To go and fight an allied war I suppose, I could lend a hand
Jesus Christ what have they done?
They sent me to Viet Nam
They drafted them like sheep to a war they could not win
To the other side of the world for some it was the end
He watched his mates lay dying, spread all across the land
Why did they send me there?
This hell called Viet Nam
The bottle is the only way; he escapes from what is real
To hide away from all the pain that constantly he feels
The torture and the torment that dwells within this man
Why did they send him there?
This place called Viet Nam
He sits up straight in bed at night and looks around the room
Wondering if he’s back at the place he was in June
It’s been thirty plus years since that war put shivers through this man
But every night he goes to bed
He dreams of Viet Nam
His family all around him, they really don’t understand
What has happen to there boy over there in Viet Nam?
Unless you’ve seen it for yourself, you don’t really understand
What happen to the men?
In that hell called Viet Nam
Author – A Veterans Son from Australia