Thank you Papa!
My grandfather, Howard Oshiro, proudly served in The United States Army in Vietnam in 1971. What he didn’t know was that by signing up to serve his country, he was also sentencing his children and grandchildren to a lifetime of medical challenges. You see, my grandfather was exposed to Agent Orange, and there is now empirical evidence to suggest a direct link to cancer as a result of Agent Orange exposure. My grandfather passed away at the age of sixty-six as a result of cancer caused by his Agent Orange exposure while in Vietnam. Before he passed, he battled beside his two children against the very same disease. His youngest daughter, my aunt, was diagnosed at the age of 2 and again at the ages of 12 and 29. She ultimately lost her leg and half of her hip to the disease. My mom was diagnosed with cancer at the age of 33 and again at 37. Now, I am the next generation. I have been diagnosed with 3 tumors, including 1 in my brain. Despite the adversity our family has faced, I believe in freedom and The United States of America. Thank you Papa for everything!
The call to go to war
For something we know not what for
I was young and dumb looking for fun
But there was no fun in the presence of a gun
So I trained and trained hard
Hoping I would come out not too scarred
Scars were the thing to be least worried about
Death was surely inevitable and this I had no doubt
But this war was no average one
For many died not from a gun
But from Agent Orange, the poison gas
That made many soldiers pass
Even after the war this gas would kill
Although it already had its fill
Nobody knew it was the cause
Regardless it still made hearts pause
It ripped families in two
Only sparing a few
Leaving some on this world, but sending some to hell
This was not the only story to tell
The government was not elated
When they saw the mess they created
They hid from the facts
Hoping for a small impact
Finally they faced truth
Except they never acknowledged the youth
They offered most some pay
As if that would give them another day
To them soldiers were expendable
Like as if their families were mendable
Because cancer is an easy fight
Right?
More soldiers is more diseases and more diseases is more money
The government thought more money wasn't so funny
You see for the government their war was done
For many a new one just begun
Soldiers weren't the only ones who felt the side effects
Their children now suffered from birth defects
Not enough money to pay
Veterans expected some help from the VA
Our government so quick to sacrifice everyone
Why now do they run?
They fed us a lie
Hoping we would just die
When I signed up I didn't know my family was apart of that deal
But now it's all too real
My daughter has cancer
And I'm looking for an answer
She's in so much pain
It drives me insane
Baby girl if you can hear me just hang on
So that you can see another dawn
I'm sorry the government didn't care about you
And they left you stuck on a queue
But I love you
That's nothing new
Baby girl I didn't want you to be gone
But your war could not be won
You deserved so much more than this
But I’ll give you one last kiss
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