Anthony Lucido, Junior, History, Fort Worth, TX
I dreamt of a White Christmas with frequent winds in April,
But got 105° degrees and rising instead.
A cement soldier salutes in the town square.
Blood slithers by his feet
From the head of a law man
With a pistol in his hand.
Husks of soldiers litter the streets,
Naked men crawl out of them
And slip into the crowds.
Fat flies flap their black metal wings
Bursting with their precious cargo
Buzzing across the purple sky
Leaving only a paper trail of shredded confidential documents,
And a fallen tamarind tree in the compound.
It’ll take 20 men
To push the fly off the nest.
20 years
Wasted.
“THOSE WHO FAIL TO LEARN FROM HISTORY
ARE DOOMED TO REPEAT IT…
SAIGON SIGNING OFF.”