Helicopters fly
Gray and Green
Against a gray sky
Whoom-puh, Whoompuh
Blades cut through air
Shake leaves
Rattle glass
People watch from below.
Fly at night
Fly in day
Going where? When?
Today, tomorrow.
Young men, young women
Sons and daughters all
Fly across
Desert ground, look down.
Whoom-puh, Whoompuh
Beating of their hearts
And
Beating of blades:
Same sound.
This was originally published September 12, 2012
Camp Pendleton is just 20-30 miles from us. When we lived even closer, we could hear war maneuvers. Helicopters, munitions, half-tracks on the beach---something was about to happen. Here, huge batches of Cipro were being stored in warehouses, ready for possibility of poisonous weapons being fired.
So, why is this being posted now?
Our men and women are coming home! After 20 years, they are coming home.
