Having joined the U.S. navy to avoid combat,
From his forward machine gunner position on a PBR
The irony not lost on him cruising the Mekong River
The silence of the jungle along the river belying
The dangers lurking within the tangled foliage.
Their eyes searching, scouring the river banks
His finger tensed on the trigger of his gun
The firefight exploded with intense gunfire
His interment paradoxically in a military cemetery
A stone’s throw from the Mississippi river.