A tale from My Lai
In March 16, 1968.
A group of strong men flew many many thousand miles to a village called My Lai.
Theirs mission was just to informed the villagers did what they thought it right.
But the villagers did not understand what they said.
So, the strong men insisted the villagers what they mean to theirs words.
By putting the countless bullet into the villager bodies.
EACH CHILD, EACH MOTHER AND FATHER AND THE OLD. NO EXCEPTION.
They left the burnt huts and souls behind.
When they flew back home.
They found that they were lost.
The cry of My Lai villagers louder than Atomic bomb.
My heart is weeping
In front of My Lai tomb
April 19, 2017. 10.39 am
เรื่องเล่าจากหมู่บ้านหมี่ไล (A tale from My Lai)
A tale from My Lai
In March 16, 1968.
A group of strong men flew many many thousand miles to a village called My Lai.
Theirs mission was just to informed the villagers did what they thought it right.
But the villagers did not understand what they said.
So, the strong men insisted the villagers what they mean to theirs words.
By putting the countless bullet into the villager bodies.
EACH CHILD, EACH MOTHER AND FATHER AND THE OLD. NO EXCEPTION.
They left the burnt huts and souls behind.
When they flew back home.
They found that they were lost.
The cry of My Lai villagers louder than Atomic bomb.
My heart is weeping
In front of My Lai tomb
April 19, 2017. 10.39 am