A collection of original poetry from a Vietnam War Veteran, David Rose, who is diagnosed with PTSD by the Veterans Administration. Some of these poems are very personal and dark while others are lighter, but I wanted to make them available to the public as an educational tool to everyone who is interested. The poems are copyrighted, but can be used for any nonprofit reason with credits. It is my sincere wish that someone will find these heart-felt writings useful.
Saturday, June 28, 2014
3 Glorious Minutes of Freedom
During the war we all got together to smoke dope
It was every bodies vehicle to cope
We used an empty quonset hut room
Set up a big stereo with lots of boom
Each night after supper we'd all gather 'round
Pass the joints and crank up the sound
Our theme song was "Our House" by CS&N
We'd play it again and again and again
Sometimes I'd stand up and conduct the song
Everybody in the room would sing along
One night recently I was driving a four hour road trip
"Our House" came of the radio and I thought I would flip
I sang at the top of my voice and pounded on the dash
Jumped in my seat and surprised I didn't crash
I laughed and cried at the same time
For a few minutes there I felt sublime
I became so emotional I pulled over by this big tree
For a few glorious minutes I was free, I was free, I was free.
David Rose - Vietnam Veteran - Combat Medic
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