V Formation Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

V formation

I felt like I heard the leading goose
-"Everyone, channel two! "

This took me back in time of flights
-I flew Hercules and in times as leader
-One flight was very special
-its call-sign was Nader
-I was in Esfahan
-was flown to Shiraz
-in call-sign Parastoo
-to lead large number of air-planes,
-possibly thirty five,
-and Shah would be witness
-to the joint maneuver and tactics…
-this is where money went
-to States for purchase
-of the arms and arm-race…
-Middle East is still in same shit…

We flew formation in V form or trail,
-V was learned from birds
-the geese do in its best
-flyers were gathered with leaders in place
-briefing and the routes was declared
-with tower, control and private channels
-everyone had confirmed of knowing position
-and of course drop-zone's location

I can see what geese say
-"Cannot see A, H signs!
-they are lost
-Drop-zones are vanished
-Only houses, and buildings can be seen! "

We faced same…
-generals had shifted the place
-when I went to Shiraz to come back with planes
-and poor geese see things changed
-in a single season
-the marshland and rivers
-have become the houses for mankind! ! !