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Of Helicopters and Humans Part 9   Break day, the Real Laws of Physics,  and the Poetry of belonging to the Lower Caste (written many years ago; any reference to the living, the dead, the demented, and the delusional, is entirely unintentional) It's the morning of Break Day. Thank fu-fu-fu..... goodness. I get to go home tonight.  At last. My...
Oh, how capricious God must be To have made a creature such as me Did he blunder, did he err? Or did he shape this man with care? Could I have been brought forth in jest? Or did he really do his best? I am imperfect this I know But who was it that made me so? He gave me reason gave me doubt The latter I can live without He bids me always to be just Yet then he fills my...
There is a man I've never known Who wants to do me harm He has been told to hate me This gives me great alarm There is a man I've yet to meet Who will try to do me ill Although he does not know me Yet he loathes me still This man is from another place And would kill me out of hand He speaks a tongue I've never learned And do not understand There is this man from far away Who...
There are omens in the heavens For those who choose to see Portents of events to come Which bode ill for such as we The breeze that wafted gently At mornings early light Has risen now the trees to bow And shifted birds in flight The sky we knew which once was blue Has taken somber mien Bright clouds have turned to darkness Swollen now with rain Warning has been given If we...
A Blip in the Gulf (1) Riding high in an icy sky           January 5, 2010.   Pre-dawn. Intercoastal heliport. 05.00 am. Ffffff.....k. It's cold. The temperature is down in the low thirties. A heavy frost blankets everything. Our rotor blades shine a dull white. It's dark, quiet, save for the distant muttering coming...
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