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As i lie in my bunk

staring through my fingers

in this house of fleas.

The events of the last few days

burn in to my mind.



I have never witnessed such horror.

The debriefing was the worst

i had to recall it all.

That phrase kept returning,

everyone seemed to repeat it.

"We had to destroy the villiage to save it."



Satan had a special offer on that week.

LT. William Calley.

How ironic that we were called Charlie Company,

now i just want to go home.

I can"t stop crying.