Like migrating birds they soared aloft
Making geometric patterns in their flight
And though their flesh was warm and soft
The eyes that search the sky were hard and bright.
But hate with hellish speed and guns that wreck
Can fool the quickest eye and turning steel
Soften the quickest heart and make it weak
Warm flesh alone can know the pain to feel.
The eager youth, curling behind the lash
Of hailing lead, borne on the breath of hell.
Watched life's bright dream become a blinding flash
And lifted up his head to say farewell.
Granted one glance before a flaming death
He traced the brilliance outline of the cloud
And knew then as he vainly fought for breath
The darkling fall of night would be his shroud.
God never meant that we should desecrate
The quiet beauty of the sky with flame
Or urge our gallant youth to dedicate
Destruction to glory of a name
And those he spared see justice in their plight
The pain of a caged bird observing flight.
Making geometric patterns in their flight
And though their flesh was warm and soft
The eyes that search the sky were hard and bright.
But hate with hellish speed and guns that wreck
Can fool the quickest eye and turning steel
Soften the quickest heart and make it weak
Warm flesh alone can know the pain to feel.
The eager youth, curling behind the lash
Of hailing lead, borne on the breath of hell.
Watched life's bright dream become a blinding flash
And lifted up his head to say farewell.
Granted one glance before a flaming death
He traced the brilliance outline of the cloud
And knew then as he vainly fought for breath
The darkling fall of night would be his shroud.
God never meant that we should desecrate
The quiet beauty of the sky with flame
Or urge our gallant youth to dedicate
Destruction to glory of a name
And those he spared see justice in their plight
The pain of a caged bird observing flight.
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