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I'm On My Way Home
by Hartwell DavisIm on my way home
Home from the bloody war
That leaves within my heart a scar
I carry with me the awful sight
Of men that are dead and fear of night
But Im on my way home.
Im on my way home.
A year Ive spent in constant hell
Hearing all the anguished yells
Of men in painful agony
The reason is a mystery
But Im on my way home.
Im on my way home.
I carry all the memories
Of battle wounds and dread disease
Of jungle rot and stanching death
The war is a bit of Satans breath
But Im on my way home.
Im on my way home.
And now Im going to see the land
Calling me on every hand
To feel the kisses of my wife
Thank God he left me with my life
Now Im on my way home.
04/01/1967
Author's Note: Written while recovering from wounds received in Vietnam
Posted on 12/18/2005
Copyright © 2025 Hartwell Davis
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 12/27/05 at 02:10 PM An excellent poem.. it has feeling, sincerity and hope. Thanks for sharing this gem with us :) |
| Posted by Mary Ellen Smith on 12/28/05 at 12:32 AM Oh this pulls at the heartstrings so! And a timely read for soldiers on their way home now as well... |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/06/15 at 12:55 PM wonderful poem. we were in the Army round the same time. I served from may 66 to may 68. I lucked out. remained in the states. |
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