ANOTHER HOT LZ
(about going to a LZ in the Plain of Reeds)

Line up; hurry up and wait
Weighted down battle gear packed soldier
Going on a mission in a God forsaken land

Here they come, the copters
Hueys graceful in flight
With their distinctive song of woop-woop

The wind grabs dirt and rock
Hitting us all around
We board the copters one by one

Once airborne flying fast and high
I am amazed by the beauty of the land
Seems so peaceful farmers farming the land

Children and water buffalo
Playing in the paddies
Seemingly unconcerned by our approach

Signal comes to lock and load
We descend fast and low
Hovering above the earth

We jump off, landing in the mud
Then the bullets start flying
Oh God, it's another Hot LZ

Confusion is rampant
Explosions all around
Then the words, "I'M HIT" echo from my throat

I call for medic then I realize I am he
I hear others call my name
I run to the voices rendering aid where I can

My wounds will have to wait
These are my men
It is time to do my magic medicine show

©Copyright August 2004 by Kerry 'Doc' Pardue