THE MISSION

THE MISSION started the morning like any other day
Reviewing the Intel that came our way
We looked at the map and traced our route
To where we were to be without a doubt
We all looked at each other and didn't believe our eyes
To where the mission was to lead all us guys
Down the trail as most called it and up the hill
To a place called Nui Ba Dien where we were to make the kill
We were ordered to leave under the cover of darkness
And make sure we were equipped with our retrieval harness
So we proceeded to the chopper pad with all our gear
Jim, Pete, Sam, Terry, and me Pierre
We traveled about 20 klicks to the northeast
Where we landed in the LZ and took our peace
We went through the jungle and stayed away from the roads
As we traversed the terrain and listened to the toads
We traveled all night when close to dawn
We arrived at our target and saw our pawn
We laid in the brush most of the day
Waiting for our chance to make the K
It started to get dark the third day out
When we finally made a move to roust him out
I moved closer to the target and I had him in my sights
When all of a sudden the ground shook with all its might
A bombing mission that no one told us about
So much for good intelligence we had to get out
The area was being bombed to our surprise
We hoped it didn't cause us a compromise
We dug in deeper and waited for its end
The target showed his head right at the end
I took the one shot and it went on its way
Hit the target dead center I saw as clear as day
The target went down and my spotter confirmed
A direct hit in the head when he cleared the berm
No one was the wiser to his demise
For the bombing and commotion masked our surprise
We slithered away like a bunch of snakes
Looking for our pickup point where we can escape
We hooked up our harnesses one by one
And was yanked out of there holding our guns
As we flew through the air with the greatest of ease
We wondered was that planned it went like a breeze
We'll never know if it was planned or not
THE MISSION that no one talked about

©Copyright February 2007 by Stephen R. Henninger