Thread: Aerial Photography Archive

LUCK (Dennis McHarrie)

I suppose they'll say his last thoughts were of simple things, Of April back at home, and the late sun on his wings; Or that he murmured someone else's name, As earth reclaimed him sheathed in flame. Oh God! Let's have no more of empty words, Lip service ornamenting death! The worms don't spare the hero; Nor can children feed upon resounding praises of his deed. 'He died who loved to live,' they'll say, 'Unselfishly so we might have today!' Like hell! He fought because he had to fight; He died that's all. It was his unlucky night.

http://www.salamanderoasis.org/poems...nnis/luck.html

For Flag & Empire !

And to think, I had no Idea I could bring so much fun and frivolity to others

There are two types of people that dislike me,
the envious and the stupid

HAPPY NOW

LUCK (Dennis McHarrie)

I suppose they'll say his last thoughts were of simple things, Of April back at home, and the late sun on his wings; Or that he murmured someone else's name, As earth reclaimed him sheathed in flame. Oh God! Let's have no more of empty words, Lip service ornamenting death! The worms don't spare the hero; Nor can children feed upon resounding praises of his deed. 'He died who loved to live,' they'll say, 'Unselfishly so we might have today!' Like hell! He fought because he had to fight; He died that's all. It was his unlucky night.

http://www.salamanderoasis.org/poems...nnis/luck.html