When I recollect all the wars of my youth
Those lasting impressions of good guys and bad
That we were the good guys was preordained truth
And bad were the ones in the war we then had
My touring Hanoi gave me insight anew
The man, Ho Chi Minh, I was schooled to dislike
Although he was with us in World War II
He then became enemy we had to fight
But in Vietnam Ho Chi Minh is revered
The great liberator from heavy French rule
A fatherly image, his visage endeared
The children join Ho Chi Minh clubs during school
The infamous prison that held John McCain
As dubbed Hanoi Hilton by our pilots there
Commemorates heroes all shackled in pain
Imprisoned by France, freedom fighters they were
We deeply learn prejudice while growing up
Informing our politics, whom we support
There’re held as convictions that keep showing up
My eyes are now wider, some, I can report
10/4/2016
Interesting thoughts. We are taught to judge and then need to unlearn judgment as we seek to gain wisdom.