In Honor and Remembrance of Richard B. “Dick” Coulter and all the Korean Veterans
“We the Men of Korea” by Richard Coulter
We are the men of Korea,
Earning our meager pay;
Guarding the folks with millions,
For about three dollars a day …
Out in the windswept mountains,
This land is the spot;
Fighting and breathing the dust,
The the land that God forgot …
No one cares if we’re living,
No one gives a damn.
So we’re soon forgotten,
Through the nephews of Uncle Sam …
Out in the field with our carbines,
Eating and breathing the dust,
Doing the work of a chain gang
And too damn tired to cuss …
All night the shells keep flying,
It’s more than we can stand.
Hell folks, we’re not convicts,
We’re defenders of our land …
The things that we have seen
Are much to gruesome to tell,
I hope it’s nice in heaven
For I know what it’s like hell …
And when this life is over,
And worries no more to stand.
We’ll do our best parading,
In the far away promised land …
There St. Peter will greet us
And suddenly he’ll yell …
Come in you men from Korea …
You’ve done your stretch in hell!
John B. Scalzo
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