I don't go
off to war, so they say,
I'm a woman.
Who then has
worn my boots? And whose memories are these, of youth's
suffering?
I'm a woman
and I've tasted man's war. Our war. And he knows that
I love in no greater way than to share in his life or
his death.
What are the
rules? Man or woman, we are prey to suffer and survive
together.
Please don't
forget me. I've been through war's hell and if only
you will listen, I've a story of those chosen to sacrifice
for us all.
©
Diane Carlson Evans, Vietnam 1968-69 Chair & Founder,
Vietnam Women's Memorial Project, Inc.
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