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Thorns in the Heart I

by them...! Both sides of soldiers doubt even the truth for their short
lives.
Tomorrow at his front was the war that had been spreading out
the honest blood of youth on over North and South Vietnam. The
young men were old before their age, the love songs were going to
fading, and bending their honest souls. The sound of love became a
painful cry and echoed for the young soldier's lives. Because their
hands were holding the guns, around them were their friend dead
bodies and their lives were too short by the enemy at the front side.
Tomorrow. It was more painful suffering for the young man
soldiers that they had been learning to listen and acted by order of
their commander. Therefore the terrorization of the crook politicians
set the laws of the draft on the young men necks, put the guns on
the young soldiers' hands and pushed them out the battle to play the
dirty death game with the beautiful ideas of love, satisfy and seek
independence for the country.

The politicians leaders of both sides used their power to sit in a
safe place to play other game with their power and money, also they
were counting the dead enemy bodies on the public radio or TV, and
didn't count their lot of the young soldiers' lives...! Seemed they
didn't understand about the sorrow, painful suffering and poor of
the people by the war. For them, the war was the best choice to
solve the interests of capitalism, which conflict with those of the
communism to seek peace for the people. They had forgotten the
people would like to live in peace with the love of Christian and
civilization, not war. Use blood clean blood; the blood will be
spreading out on over...!
Nguyen was back Nha-Trang city to remember Truong-Thi-Thu-
Thu-Thao. His lover at the old time of 1964 when he was a military
student of Air Force. The Number 4th bar was a convenient place for
their appointment. Sometime Nguyen sat on the folding chair in the
Number 4th bar area, where was on the sand and under the shadow
of a young coconut tree to look at Thu-Thu-Thao of a short distance.
She was playing with the white-crested waves that run on the white-
sand slope and close to the water. Or she ran after the little crab on

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