The 'nam lyrics

It seems yesterday

But fifty years ago

A world changing quickly

Never to be the same

A world of turmoil, unsure

At odds with itself

Voices, faces, names

Ebbing away in time

Moments that still hover

In a thumping whirlwind

Often stenches waft

The dust blown away

The flapping ponchos

That smelled of spew

Blanketing the dead

In olive drab splendor

Snaps closed hard fast

Denying their escape

The thumps are all gone

The clatter of machines

Lead no longer lethal

Left to poison the land

The scars are hidden

Beneath the quiet earth