Click here to listen to "When Saigon Was Young" When Saigon was young, scared boys came with guns! <br />Scouting river rats, hooches, bunkers and motor tons, <br />Flying roaches, choppers, bees and birds that hum, <br />When Saigon was young! When Saigon was young, brave sons came shooting for fun! <br />Crawling on geared up bellies, floating down muddy rice paddies, <br />Whistling Dixie on the delta, <br />Touching the green, green grass merrily sung, <br />When Saigon was young! Why did you come, with your guns? <br />Why did you seek Charley Cong, with your bombs? Was it to secure international peace? <br />Was it to protect the interest of an overweighted master? <br />Was it to overthrow an ideology embraced by an inferior race? Who made you come, with your guns? <br />Back home who buried them brave sons, <br />When Saigon was young? Did not those glad boys evacuate with them guns? <br />Did not Charley Cong conquered the city and won, <br />When Saigon was young? Pardon me, did I hear you say, Ho {Chi} hum?<br /><br />Ron Eugene Surrey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-saigon-was-young/
