Take a man, put him alone
12,000 miles away from home
Empty his heart, all of its blood
make him live, and sweat in mud
this is the life i choose to live
this is the soul to the devil i give
so have your parties and drink your beer
while young Hmong Brother die over here
protest the war and have your fun
and still refuse to carry a gun
there is nothing else for you to do
yet i'm supposed to die for all you fools
there is something you should know
and thats where i think you should go
i'm already here, so its to late
i've traded all my love for hate
i will hate this place until i die
i will forever hear my mother cry
i saw his head and the blood he shed
just as doc said " another is dead"
it was the highest price a man could pay
so you can live the Hmong American Way
We will get our tattoos of skills and tears
so you can scrutinize for many more years
but dont forget, we will always know...
you never had the BALLS to GO!
p.s... to that person that has been PM'n me in here. if you really want to know who I am...
here's a hit.. Go to ERAS if you're applying this year.. search "IM".. I'm stationed somewhere in the midwest... Look for me!
