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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420252" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Night Patrol, Laos 1962</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420252" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">My point man had died where he stood.<br>The rest of my squad dove for cover.<br>My helmet had tumbled and fallen<br>and I clung to the ground like a lover.<br>The lifespan of a second Lieutenant<br>is measured in minutes I’m told.<br>I rolled and I rose to my knees.<br>I fired a mag from my piece.<br>There was movement out there in the trees.<br>Visceral fear shook my knees.<br>Novak had tossed a grenade.<br>In seconds a blast splintered wood.<br>The bark of three M-60's. then<br>cut through the growth like a scythe<br>The foe, in black silk pajamas, <br>In violence departed this life.<br>My radio man slid up beside me<br>Headquarters was on the phone.<br>I told them one dead and three wounded.<br>I sensed we were still not alone.<br>We established a defensive perimeter<br>and waited for dawn to arrive.<br>Our camouflage, soaked by the rain, <br>clung to those grunts still alive.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a></strong></div>

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