Vietnam, Communist Politburo, do you hear my voice of gratitude?
I have returned home once, and I have heard your voice --
Every loudspeaker that blares at dawn and dusk,
Telling me how lucky I am to be an American,
Not being controlled in the realm of expression
America, you have always been the light of the world;
Myriad sacrifices of your sons and daughters to preserve man's voice...
Linh Duy Vo
California, March 11, 2006©
From A West Point Cadet 2002
Miss Saigon II
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