Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,025 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Leaving His Country - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Scars and you are there- gods of apple trees
And dulled spears:
I call for you, and you call for me,
And come home to watch your youngest sister’s
Down the cataracts of the fort:
Down where there used to be conquistadors
And grizzly bears
Getting scarred and getting dizzy- where there
Used to be bags of fireworks-
Pilfering, and now the airplanes fly, jump,
And leap-
In that order so they can brag- their bellies filled
With silver,
Cheating death- leaving his country,
Only to land in the conventions dying in other
Similar worlds.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 16, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 17, 2011

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