I was raised a conservative lad
Because of the parents that I had
Made good grades all through school
Never forgot the golden rule
Even though I had the knowledge
Goofed a lot was drafted from college
Didn't want to go and fight
But chose to do what was right
Signed in as a conscientious objector
Thought it better than being a defector
Served as medic during the war
In a conflict that I abhor
Too much to ask from a teen aged kid
Unbelievable the missions I did
Ironic my brothers died one by one
When the only survivor didn't carry a gun
50 years later it's still hard to cope
Often I don't feel much hope
My doctors call it PTSD
My chaplain calls it moral injury
It doesn't matter who is wrong or right
Both carry a difficult plight
Because of the parents that I had
Made good grades all through school
Never forgot the golden rule
Even though I had the knowledge
Goofed a lot was drafted from college
Didn't want to go and fight
But chose to do what was right
Signed in as a conscientious objector
Thought it better than being a defector
Served as medic during the war
In a conflict that I abhor
Too much to ask from a teen aged kid
Unbelievable the missions I did
Ironic my brothers died one by one
When the only survivor didn't carry a gun
50 years later it's still hard to cope
Often I don't feel much hope
My doctors call it PTSD
My chaplain calls it moral injury
It doesn't matter who is wrong or right
Both carry a difficult plight
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