Tag Archive | Plane

Grief

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Lives lost

Games played

Risks taken

Show of force

Missiles fired

Human error

Devastation

 

Lives lost

Youthful lives taken away

Children’s lives stolen

Families mourn

 

A single red shoe

A reminder of the passengers onthe plane

The cockpit riddled with shrapnel pieces

Evidence of the missile fired

 

Countrymen on both sides of the Atlantic weep

They light candles

And talk about their friends and family

People who had plans for their lives

 

There is also anger

Anger at incompetence 

A few decisions

Having taken these innocent lives

 

Anger that we still use war

To problem solve

We play with people’s lives

As if they are dispensable 

 

Lives lost

Grief abounds

I don’t think time will heal these wounds

 

September 13th, 2020

When I retire!

When I retire, I’d like a plane
I’d like to travel and go insane!
Eat breakfast in Paris, dinner in Spain!
Fly like a bird, touch the clouds, release the pain!
Roam the sky, reach for the sun, be the plane!
Float like a kite, forget my fright, play a game!

Walk the planets, touch the moon, save the day!
Play with star dust, reach for trust, will you play?
Shop in Pluto, dance on the moon, is that sane?
Run all day, fly all night, come my way!
Talk all day, listen all night, will you stay?
I’d like to run, run, run, fly so high, every day!

p.s. Actually, I can’t wait till I retire, I’d like to do all this now! 🙂

Lida Berghuis
October 13th, 2002