| Wrong Place at the Wrong Time You were the soldier who came to me for aid I was the medic who would take care of you. We were two young soldiers in the wrong place at the wrong time. I gave you the dosage of medication I thought was correct But I was wrong I gave you too much and I killed you. You fell to the floor your heart pounding inside your chest. You were alive when I last saw you A short ride to the hospital I thought you had made it Thirty-five years ago you died in the back of an ambulance Your life slowly eased away with the final beating of your heart Dying in a rush hour of traffic In the wrong place at the wrong time in Vietnam No one told me about your death until today Now I wish I could take it all back I realize I cut your life so short by being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Grief and guilt surround me as I remember seeing your face O God, I am so sorry, is all that I can say How can I tell you good-bye... I don't even know your name. So for now you remain nameless Until we meet again at Heaven's gate I pray you won't tell me I am at the wrong place at the wrong time. Kerry Doc Pardue May 3, 2004 |
