Delta 353 Walk The LineI've had a premonition of men and womenStanding side by side,Weapon by weaponGuns pointed forward with precision and accuracySomeone shouting "DELTA 3-5-3 WALK. THE. LINE!"And on command walking forward in rows and linesHeads up and minds readyAs they marched forward,Past burning cars and warning criesEchoing from the worn throats of the men in black.Though the bullets ping and flyThough some do fallWe are one and we remain unitedWalking forward, marching onwardI look around me to see faces I know and some I don'tWe push past broken fences and rattled cagesAcross yellowing grass once kept neat and greenUnder burnt oaks that lived for hundreds of yearsAnd died in the rage of a people struggling to liveUp to the barricade doors of the big old whiteHouse that housed a tyrantDestroying the filth that stood in our wayDragging the monster out of his denAnd ending the war withA victorious roar.
They Came In the Night They came in the early hours of the morning, when people were still asleep. The birds didn't sing their usual wake-up call, the animals didn't scurry and scuttle around, the woods were silent and the sun refused to come out. In the silence of the world, the noise of their presence was deafening. The day mommy had left us, daddy had made us pack our bags. I asked him if we were going on a trip, if mommy was going to meet us there--were we going to Disney World?!--I didn't understand. Daddy didn't answer, just told me we were going to go somewhere and that Timmy and I couldn't tell anyone. I didn't understand but I didn't want to ask...Daddy was different; he wasn't fun anymore, e wouldn't let us go anywhere, he took us out of school, wouldn't let us see our friends, we couldn't even get ice cream wen the truck came around...Daddy was different, and it scared me. I was curled up under the blanket mommy had made me, dreaming that she had swung the door wide open and wa