They shall fight
(them)
on the beaches and with growing confidence
and growing strength in the air,
(we shall)
never surrender,

and they fought and never gave in because we will never stop
because finding peace is like locating Nirvana,
as Kerouac said,

then we set our alarms to the atomic clock
and on the radio they tell of a President,
some well-spoken man with a halo effect, I'm sure friendly as any,
ordering for the bomb to be dropped
because he was always meant to

Millions disappear, living people there and then not,
because it was always going to happen
and people can point fingers
How could they? How could it be?
Because it's you and me.

We are ripples in a series that create city-wrecking waves.
We drown each other.
We are not destructive because we are evil.
We are you and me.

Our parents, our stranger fellow commuters, our heroes, our enemies,
our fiction, all conspiring, and it all adds to this.

Our wars- we are all soldiers and all politicians and all victims
of a lot of all our shared bad decisions
and all the consolations
like the great loves and great distances.