| We’re home now Dad PeeWee and me Three years we’ve be gone Like brothers Billy and Bob The Korean War Like you and our Dad’s before, PeeWee and me off Murmansk, Beirut, Havana, and scores more
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Wondering if we would see The light of day Aching To see sun rise at home again Far across the sea We said goodbye Unable to say we loved each other Men don't behave that way Thinking this was our last day |
| Are we men now? Are we men now – Dad Tell us did we make you Proud |
Are we men now? Are we men now – Dad Tell us did we make you Proud |
| We heard the children wail Selling their bodies So they could be Children of our own Living in misery selling their bodies so they could eat Their mother's no longer Of this world |
We wake up in the night Full of fright Back again in the middle of the fight Screams of agony that such things Could be Better thee than me Close off all feelings Hide it all within Yet in the night It creeps out From deep within |
| We watched the glory of god The pope we did see Gold heaped upon In the shadow though Was the children’s wail Their litany Of betrayal and hypocrisy Seeking life now Not death in eternity |
At our finger tips Obedient alter boys Would unleash For home, god, flag Light to dim the sun Heat to melt the lava and Burn the air away Wind to quell the hurricane For miles in everyway Give our lives we would Cripple our souls we did |
| Are we men now? Are we men now – Dad Tell us did we make you Proud |
Saw Janet last night She ask if love was still there Three years not a word from her, Could not say the words My heart new to be true When death was hand in hand It was ok to die, If she was safe |
| We heard black men cry As the white boys died Only to be knock down In jacksonville town Where we closed off the rage And turned away Putting liberty and justice In the grave |
Was it that way for you When you came back From the killing fields of France Back in 1919 too. Was your heart lost in the death You knew Did you fear striking Those you loved Is that why in drunken rage You beat us to the ground Make us tough for what we were about to do |
| We held men in the night We felt them shudder As they cried out Take me home to mother As they died We smelled their flesh burn Some at our side Some at our hand All brothers we were Warriors at sea |
Are we men now? Are we men now – Dad Tell us did we make you Proud We told our sons and daughters
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Earl T. Wylie
10/30/04
