“A tear in my eyes”
Forty-one years ago in July A terrible thing happened in Korea
Where I was stationed in the army
That brought tears to my eyes.
I was patrolling a compound When I heard a loud noise A shell had exploded Wounding a little Korean boy.
I ran to help him
He had lost 2 legs and one eye he was bleeding so badly I thought he would die.
I picked him up gently He was bleeding a lot I turned away my head And wiped a tear drop.
I spoke to him in English But he didn’t understand I couldn’t speak his language In that foreign land.
While I stood there waiting For the ambulance to appear I put up my hand
And wiped away another tear
The medial team came To take him away
I’ll always remember That terrible day.
When he got to the ambulance He waved me good bye I looked at him once more And wiped a tear from my eye.
I tried to find out if he lived or died
No one could tell me
I had a tear in my eyes.
In that dirty old compound There were children, women and men
I could tell they were unhappy And wanted the war to end.
Around that compound There were rats and mice Living in there
It wasn’t very nice.
Cruel Men that cause wars And little children to die Doesn’t know how it feels To have tears in their eyes.
When I’m all alone And time passes by I still remember That little Korean boy
Frank Slade Korean Veteran