The old bomber's on the ramp;
flew in just for show.
Gawkers, dreamers, and memories hang around
like ghosts, lost after World War Two -
(like my dad
it was there with the Army Air Corp,
going across Europe
in 1944)
Four burley motors,
stars on silver wings,
gunners pointing in all directions,
oh what monsterous things -
So peaceful, large, and quiet gleaming
as in the setting sun now it sits;
hard to comprehend how much humanity
this beast had once blown to bits -
The ever increasing mechanisms of war
a mad fever since time began,
may just reach their climax
at the extinction of man -
So, perhaps we should not linger
in the gory glory of war for too long, because
what fascinates most of us the most
may one day become the reason all of humanity is gone -
War is the greatest affront to humanity. It destroys societies and families alike! What a trail of destruction and distress it leaves behind! The devastation of the two World Wars still lingers! A powerful write! Thanks for your nice comment!
A very moving and emotive write Smoky. War is such a barbaric attempt at resolving problems, and there are never any winners - hopefully mankind will realise this before he destroys himself.
Smoky-This really got to me, as a member of Army Air Forces-WW2. You are so right. A near ghostly reminder of the past and a warning for our future.Profoundly meaningful
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We need constant reminders of our past. So our future will be better. One of these days we will carch on.