We Were Soldiers II

A Traitor to America

G-Troop

2/11 ACR

And 25th Inf

Ambush Patrol

1972

~We were Soldiers one and all

fighting for our flag~

~We saw our brothers fall by fall

go home in Body bags~

~We could hear their cries of death

fighting to the end~

~Gasping to breathe their last breath

many were my friends~

~Throughout the day into the night

unto the next of day~

~Charlie hit us hard in Fire fights

but we made him pay~

~Ten of us one hundred of them

a terrible cost of life~

~Battles lasting to never end

striking from their hives~

~Compounded by lasting rains

saturating all around~

~Causing some to go insane

but still we held our ground~

~Back home they protested us

siding with the Cong~

~Burning our flag with Discuss

saying we were wrong~

~Jane Fonda played a Traitors game

posing on their guns~

~An enemy to us America’s shame

collaborating scum~

~She supported the enemy’s every lie

with her evil slurs~

~While our soldiers fought for their lives

in defense of hers~

~Our brothers sitting in rat filled cells

one hundred yards away~

~Hotel Hanoi their private Hell

suffering every day~

~Fifty eight thousand two hundred plus

gave their precious lives~

~Believing in what we thought was just

protecting freedoms right~

~No heroes welcome or job well done

when we came home~

~We were no better than horses dun

we would stand alone~

~They spit on us and called us names

Baby killers from Hell~

~Only adding to memories of pain

many we could not tell~

~For some of us the war goes on

every night we dream~

~We find ourselves back in Nam

waking in a scream~

~Relationships are not as they fail

scaring those away~

~Some find themselves locked in jails

minds gone astray~

~Caused by being hooked on dope

coping with the pain~

~Giving up loosing all their hope

and going insane~

~In the end many take their own lives

after surviving the Nam~

~Leaving behind children and wives

in pain and dwelling on~

~We were Solders one and all

fighting for our flag~

~We saw our bothers fall by fall

go home in Body bags~

~We wait our turn to join with them

to end our ever pain~

~When Azriel takes us at our end

to the Soldier’s hall of fame~

Duke Sherman

Sgt,USA 

G-Troop, 2/11 ACR

Vietnam 1971-1972

Black Horse Soldier

'O So Very Slow

~She is my every one desire 

igniting flames within~

~Spewing tears of liquid fire

sweating from my skin~

~Fire storming raging flames

engulf my body whole~

~Driving me near insane

deep within my fold~

~Attacking of my hungry loin

imbuing my long of shaft~

~Throbbing hard between my groins

 dancing at Full Mast~

~Gorged with blood so hot it burns

rousting of my seed~

~Inciting my every hungry yearn

my every fantasy~

~I long to hold her in my arms

touch her lips to mine~

~Embrace this raging Firestorm

forever in of climb~

~She is my every one desire 

igniting flames within~

~Spewing tears of liquid fire

sweating from my skin~

~I can taste her on my lips

flavored from within~

~’O the sweetness of her kiss

where my dreams begin~

~Feel her breath upon my neck

as I tease the nips~

~Budding fully from her breast

embraced within my lips~

~Their beauty beckons my every glance

enchanting my train of thought~

~Bewitching me of hypnotic trance

leaving me besot~

~To ride the beauty of her length

kissing of caress~

~Inhale the sweet of sultry scent

stewing in her sweat~

~Further fueling my desires

fanning flames within~

~Spewing tears of liquid fire

sweating from my skin~

~Mapping my way unto of bliss

hidden down below~

~Marking the path with tender nibs

‘O so very slow~ 

~Unto the realms of forbidden fruit

deep within her thighs~

~Drink the nectar of the root

cumming from inside~

~I can taste her on my lips

flavored from within~

~The flavor of her cumming spit

the sweetest of the sin~

~Fire storming raging flames

engulf my body whole~

~Driving me near insane

deep within my fold~

~Feel myself between her thighs

deep within her core~

~Her every quiver quake in sigh

sucking out my spores~

~Traveling the tunnel of my shaft

in search of sweet release~

~Loading the seed of final climax 

cumming in my bleed~

~Steady flowing making pace

steady rapid thrusts~

~Our bodies entwined of interface

in that of making love~

~Quelling the hunger of my loin

bustling in my shaft~

~Throbbing hard between my groins

dancing at Full Mast~

~I long to hold her in my arms

touch her lips to mine~

~Embrace this raging Firestorm

forever in of climb~

Duke Sherman

Every Single Room

~Of Firestorm be swells my soul

flaming Passion’s heat~

~My heart in screams of lightning bolts

dancing erotic beats~

~Pumping jolts of lust into my veins

boiling in my blood~

~Driving me to near insane

churning in my gut~

~Harassing that be of my loin

burning of within~

~Rustling of seed between my groins

cooking in the skin~

~My hard in round engorged of blood

throbbing in of pain~

~Boiling in of liquid lust

bustling in my veins~

~I long the tender of your lips

the fire in your touch~

~The sweet of honey in your kiss

to drink in that be of~

~To taste your body in of length

beginning with your breast~

~Inhale your lush in sultry scent

imbued within your sweat~

~Map the contours of every curve

in your body’s scape~

~Caressing every erotic nerve

in gentle navigate~

~Unto the bliss between your thighs

spitting Passion’s spew~

~Cumming from be deep inside

of warm in tasty brew~

~To penetrate in cultivate

the lust within our souls~

~Hear you sigh in quiver quake

in that of Passion’s hold~

~Make love to you the whole of night

bodies entwined in of~

~Unto the Morning’s dawning light

lost in Passion’s lust~

~Embrace the Fire's storm my soul

burning Passion’s heat~

~My heart’s in screaming lighting bolts

dancing erotic beats~

~The bed the floor the shower too

in very single room~

~In that to burn inside of you

deep within your womb~

~To spend the night in ecstasy

entwined in making love~

~In that of Passion blissfully

satisfy our lust~

~Duke Sherman