Contributed by Dave Glenn

The following is dedicated to all those that continue to suffer from the trauma of war.

Loose me from these chains that bind me

Let me soar

For now I am old

My skin is wrinkled and rough

My ears do not clearly hear

The sweet rose I no longer smell

Loose me from these chains that bind me

Let my spirit float on the clouds

Allow my ears to hear the angels sing

Let my tired lungs draw in that sweet smell of heaven

The scars of war continue to harden

My mind is no longer free

Loose me from these chains that bind me

Dave Glenn

101st Airborne

Vietnam 1965-66