THE NAMES OF ALL MY HEROS

We are not the heroes, and no one knows our name,

We answered a plea for chivalry, to play a hero’s game.

No, we are not the heroes, we’re still fighting to survive.

While across the land a marching band echoes empty lives.

Refrain:        

But the rain came down a-pourin’, In that land we found so foreign,

And too many mothers’ sons were lost in vain, In the pouring rain.

Lost in Vietnam, forever gone;   Forever gone – in Vietnam.

There’s a black granite “V” for history, to hide a nation’s shame.

The pride that died we try to hide in the shadow of our fame.

Now their friends and their families come seeking that one name,

Gazing back at their own reflected pain…of when that letter came,

That he was lost in Vietnam, forever gone.   Forever gone – in Vietnam.

Now the names…   of all my heroes…are scratched…into that Stone,

And as the gates of Heaven opened, they were all welcomed home.

They came back in flag-draped honor to that lonesome bugle call,

And their names were written forever on that Wall – that Wall of Stone.

Their names are written forever on that Wall of Stone.  

Their names are written forever on that Wall of Stone...

Forever on...that Wall of Stone.  Forever on...tha Wall of Stone...

Dave Kennedy

VVA Chapter 788

2015