Ben Paynter - the war

it was jon I was talking
to, when he brought up
vietnam and how he
flew planes back then

'flew em fast and high'
he’d say with the drunken
devil look in his eye
and he shot them bastards

down, now he drives a
sportscar like the one him
and dan had talked of buying
before dan was shot

down, one dream fulfilled
other dream ran lickety split into
napalm blasts and the jungle
gets bright for a second, the

door slams shut, he drives
away with a sigh, its nearly
sunset on another day
the war’s not over yet

Ben Paynter

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-war-10/