Once on a miserably
hot, humid day
cruising above
a silent jungle,
I watched
a twenty-two year old
Cobra pilot
clear his machine guns
on an ancient,
abandoned,
Buddhist temple.
All the hubris
of western civilization
explicated
in one burst.
Homer, who best
knew the hearts
of men at war,
could not
have sung it better.
- mce
Apr 3, 2015
Apr 3, 2015 at 10:12 PM UTC
Once on a miserably
hot, humid day
cruising above
a silent jungle,
I watched
a twenty-two year old
Cobra pilot
clear his machine guns
on an ancient,
abandoned,
Buddhist temple.
All the hubris
of western civilization
explicated
in one burst.
Homer, who best
knew the hearts
of men at war,
could not
have sung it better.
- mce
