Not Me

What the Hell you call it?

Pee, tee, ess, dee?

I don’t suffer that shit!

I served in the Infantry.


Candy asses they left.

Cry babies they returned.

Ya grab a gun in one hand.

Balls in the other I learned.


Affect me? No it didn’t.

The gun in the corner is mine.

Sure the sucker is loaded.

It’s that way all the time.


So what if I like nights?

It’s my decision to be

away from all the assholes

that continually bother me.


Crowds, I will leave alone.

They’re just a cluster fuck.

They always contain a crazy

that’s nuts and down on luck.


Counseling? I don’t need it.

There’s nothing wrong with me.

I think it just your problem

cause I’m alright you see.

You bet!

(C) John Steinmeyer

More of John’s Poems

  1. Other Side
  2. Sniffer
  3. The Fish
  4. L.C, and L.C. 2 –Two gone, waiting for number three
  5. Sour (1) Sealed (2)
  6.  In The Grinder (1) The Teller (2) 
  7.  The Rifle (1) Turn (2)
  8. The Picture (1), Nothing (2)
  9. More to come
  10. Our other posts on PTSD (Missing Video will return soon)

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. Two poems from a collection that John wrote of his many experiences during his time in Vietnam. The collection is titled – The Rain. See other links above for more. Thuy Smith (TSOI) was given permission to share his poems on all of TSOI’s media platforms, etc.

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