The Allies found murdered civilians as we took Hue back after Tet 1968. Next year we will review the history.
I’m not a fellow from some other clan,
So I weep for one, not far away, fallen on the battlefield
While still a youth.
Don’t disguise it with the sound of singing,
Don’t think you need a pair of tinted glasses,
Look unblinking at our ruined countryside;
Count one by one the bodies of our guiltless dead;
Weep in spirit even if your well of tears is dry.
Know enough to grieve; know enough to be ashamed!
For our hills and streams are covered in a pall of black.
I cannot stand here in silence!
So I scream into the void words more terrible
Than guns or bombs.
I cannot have ears that hear no sound!
Therefore I weep, and shall lose my senses till the day
That peace returns.