They had imagined
Soft landings for their golden
Parachutes but crowds
Of the forgotten
Stormed up ladders, grabbed their lines
Clutched them in angry
Fists and delighted
In suspending them helpless
In the unforgiving
Soft landings for their golden
Parachutes but crowds
Of the forgotten
Stormed up ladders, grabbed their lines
Clutched them in angry
Fists and delighted
In suspending them helpless
In the unforgiving
Air.
This is incredible. I tried to pick a favorite part, but really, I enjoyed it all.
ReplyDeleteA good expression of how so many have been devastated by the actions of so few.
ReplyDeleteoh, my!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great idea for the bailout!
I wonder how many closed-down amusements parks we could find...
This is particularly timely to me because my daughter just started her first job at our local amusement park, running a roller coaster! ;)
nice poem..."unforgiving air"...for someone who doesnt really like flying...........
ReplyDeleteHoly cow this is a powerful little poem. It packs a great punch!
ReplyDeleteYowzers. I LOVE it!
ReplyDeleteHahahaa!!! Not often a short piece of writing can make me chuckle out loud, but this one did!
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