This is "You Have No Fucking Clue" by Vietnam War veteran Joe Depaoli
A bunch of young men in their late teens riding a bus to MCRD San Diego; “Get the hell out of the bus and on those yellow footprints you fucking Maggots”.
You have no fucking idea
Congratulations Marine, the pride one has.
You have no fucking idea
On our way by ship to Vietnam, riding out a two day typhoon on an old WWII troop transport,
You have no fucking idea
Off the coast of Vietnam, watching flairs, tracer rounds flying, shell bursts,
You have no fucking idea
Getting on a Mike boat and setting foot on enemy land locked and loaded,
You have no fucking idea
An officer comes and says we can’t fire on the enemy until they fire first,
You have no fucking idea
The first night in enemy country,
You have no fucking idea
Short round, several Marines wounded; Cpl. Take those two new Marines out about 3 clicks and set up an LP. Night, dark as hell, seeing movement, fire M16 full auto, hear yells of I’m hit, I’m hit; cease fire, we just fired on or own ambush.
You have no fucking idea
Not on point today, why am I flying in the air, trip wire and a grenade;
You have no fucking idea
Scraping my wounds and the wounds of guys next to me out with a brush, no anesthetic until they are clean and bleeding,
You have no fucking idea
On the hospital ship USS Sanctuary, standing on the railing, watching a CH46 attempting to land on the flight deck, it suddenly pitches right and 19 folks are in the water… only 5 survivors.
You have no fucking idea
Alfa Co. is gridded in by the NVA, only 26 non casualties out of 115 marines, rescue effort to pick up the dead and wounded, place dead and wounded on tanks.
You have no fucking idea
Take the wounded and dead off the tanks, some flesh remains on the tank exhaust, the burning flesh of Marines, so hastily loaded aboard,
You have no fucking idea
Back at Con Thien, only a couple of hundred incoming today; buddy hit twice by shrapnel, blew my radio away and part of one of my fingers, got to get him to the chopper,
You have no fucking idea
Med evac buddy, he lost one eye, at the hospital in Da Nang, someone yells, everyone that can get under your beds, incoming,
You have no fucking idea
On a C130 flying over the South China sea, finally feel a little safe,
You have no fucking idea
One month later landing at Travis AFB the cheers of all aboard resound as we touchdown back in the world,
You have no fucking idea
Seeing my mother and father, round eyes, no smell of cordite, no smell of burning 55 gallon drums of shit, no orders to lock and load, no sound of incoming, no dead bloated maggot infested bodies of the enemy on the ground, no one screaming I’m hit medic up, no more shredded jungle fatigues, no more dumping of enemy bodies in town squares,
You have no fucking idea
I look at my mother and father, dad has a fucking idea because he was in WWII, and my mother has a fucking idea because of being in an occupied country in WWII, nothing is said or needs to be said other than “Glad you are home son.”
My wife, my children my grand children most of my family and friends,
You have no fucking idea
Dear Lord, Dear Ancient ones, how I wish I had no fucking idea.
