The Fish
“G.I, G.I., come to me.”
“I have something to show.”
Ten dow for good Seiko watch.”
Don’t let your buddies know.”
The fish goes to his pocket
and the deal is now through.
Mount up on the deuces,
there are other things to do.
G.I. with new wristwatch
can only sit and smile
of the deal he made today
as he looks at its dial.
Shit, there’s something funny!
It’s painted on by hand.
All its jewels are missing
so he throws it in the sand.
Laughter spins upon him.
His buddies tell him so
the trick is but an old one.
And on to war we go.
(C) John Steinmeyer
More of John’s Poem from his collection titled – The rain
- Other Side
- Sniffer
- More to Come
John Steinmeyer served in Vietnam as an Infantry Sergeant with the 9th division in the Mekong Delta, then was transferred to the 25th Division and served the last half of his tour in a sniper team.
Thuy Smith’s father (Vietnam Veteran) and Vietnamese mother along with Thuy were friends of John and his family. This will be the first post of a collection of poems that John wrote of his many experiences during his time in Vietnam. The collection is titled – The Rain. Thuy Smith (TSOI) was given permission to share his poems on all of TSOI’s media platforms, etc.
Veterans, War, and Peace 
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