I live in the mountains by choice
It's not very often I hear a voice
Had to go into town today
Went to a show and a buffet
Trying to enjoy my meal in peace
All I could hear was Vietnamese
Picked up and moved to another table
Hearing that language I felt unstable
I finished and left as soon as I could
Boy was I in the wrong neighborhood
Did something then I rarely do
Attended a show at the Bijou
In the lobby were video games
Shooting a machine gun and throwing flames
I know it's a game but it got my attention
Instantly became a source of tension
In the wilderness is where I belong
Not in town with the Vietcong
Fifty years I still react this way
I guess I can assume it's here to stay
David Rose
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