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Killing Babies: Vietnam 1968 (poem)

By Sonny Williams

Patrolling in Central Highlands.
U.S. troops zippoing abandoned
grass houses. Flames burning
two centuries of culture.
I notice gunship fire in
the front, to clear our way
into the village. First hut
I come to, the bullets hit
home! Silent infant,
on his mother's hammock,
its brains on the hut floor!
I think of my nephew Wayne
at home, the same age.
No more war!