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								| Blood on the Moon |  |  |  
					| Oh, harvest moon Before your Eminence I did in days gone by swoon
 Romance rising in luminance of golden glow bloom
 The birthplace of hungered sight
 Manhood's might growing in tender bright
 Now sent with brothers of this golden generation to fight.
 
 Now, holding deepest horrors borne in Nam's park
 Where seductive moonlight meets repressive dark
 Shadowed monsters move in jungled light
 Deepest dread fills my soul in luminous sight
 Feigning hope to make it through another killing night
 Praying for the bravery of heroes might...
 
 Still, I cannot escape my frightened fears
 Wipe away befogged deathly tears
 Wondering who in your golden haze waits to kill me
 From this gloomy night's toil on earth set me free.
 Who in your illumination has on me a bead?
 Who sees my target to make me too bleed?
 
 I live out where things go bump in the night
 Tend to explode, with vicious bite.
 I live where real bogeymen roam
 Where real monsters in the howling night moan
 Kindling the heebie-jeebies shivers
 Igniting the sweat flowing like rivers.
 
 Oh, lay me down this night to keep.
 I pray I will not this night just rewards reap
 Paying for things I've done before I wake.
 Do not, my warrior heart, forsake
 Strip it of manhood before coming morn
 Nourish this dusky jungle, with mortal essence adorn.
 
 Under the bloody moon there's too much time
 Time to relive the whirlwind of tempestuous hell's rhyme
 Tarnation time dreaming of the burning day
 Time where demons of daylight born, come out to play
 Searching for secrets buried in marrowed essence deep
 Time meant for the angels only to keep.
 
 Oh, that you could lay down by my side
 Shielding from confounding hostilities torment hide.
 I no longer know what's right or wrong
 Yet I sing war's contentious song
 Fighting for brothers, surviving this year's fright.
 Rescue me from this bloody moon's light
 Help me make it through another deadly night.
 
 Let the Devil take tomorrow
 Drown it in tears of evil sorrow
 For tonight I need a friend
 Brothers I've got, helping hand to lend
 Laying in solemnity dreary beside my foxhole
 Helping make sense of this hell's rigmarole.
 
 I know from this time on to forever
 I will still again get this night's jungle fever
 Revive tonight's shakes whenever I see your golden glow.
 Frantically I'll try to hide, you know...
 For I know someone is always out there... watching
 Shadowing me, preparing to expedite my dying.
 
 Tonight, there's still blood on the moon...
 But no, that just can't be...
 How can we resort to killing again so soon?
 Haven't we learned war's terrible lessons?
 Haven't we matured past the need for killing our sons?
 Haven't we learned in our hearts hard lessons of peace?
 Haven't we gained a Master's love that will make war's 
					cease?
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					| By 
					Gary Jacobson Copyright 2006
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					June 17, 2010
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								About 
								Author... 
								In 1966-67, Gary Jacobson served with B Co 
								2nd/7th 1st Air Cavalry in Vietnam as a combat 
								infantryman and is the recipient of the Purple 
								Heart.
 Gary, who resides in Idaho writes stories he 
								hopes are never forgotten, perhaps compelled by 
								a Vietnamese legend that says, "All poets are 
								full of silver threads that rise inside them as 
								the moon grows large." So Gary says he 
								writes because "It is that these silver 
								threads are words poking at me � I must let them 
								out. I must! I write for my brothers who cannot 
								bear to talk of what they've seen and to educate 
								those who haven't the foggiest idea about the 
								effect that the horrors of war have on 
								boys-next-door."
 
					
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