Ukraine MIssileA Poem by David P. EckertIn memory of those who lost their lives when shot down by a missile over Ukraine.Ukraine Missile
Frozen Time as cold as air At thirty-six thousand feet
Frozen men stare Their launched missile Yellow white streak Cannot be called back
Are they proud To transform the jet Straying close Into body parts And air flotsam?
Civilians asleep Watching films or reading Unaware Their chapter’s ending
The falling A prayer for unconsciousness Time frozen forever Before Earth rises To take them home.
2014 July David P. Eckert
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AuthorDavid P. EckertRoslyn Heights, NYAboutPsychologist, Writer, Painter, Father of 2, Grandpa of 2 cute, smart and beautiful little girls, Husband, Keeper of Dogs, Fish and Fruit Trees and generally Busy Guy. more..Writing
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