“No second thoughts, ever.”
That’s what I was told
Before I sat in this cockpit.
“No regrets, and no looking back.”
Is what I told myself.
But traveling across the world has given
Me time to think.
Time to think all the dangerous thoughts,
Like “why?
And for what?”
For Honor
And Pride
We die
Our arrival is
Anticlimactic
No barrage of bullets
No shells to dodge
Just my explosive
Passengers
And I
This would not be
A beautiful death
But a lonely one
It’s too late
To turn back now
Watching my final target
Grow closer
I speed up
Grip the throttle
And close my eyes
A Peaceful Sort of Melancholy
9 months ago
0 comments:
Post a Comment