Wednesday, September 27, 2017

American Requiuem & Day 285 CJSM-book IV





American Requiem

(Praise! Honor! Glory!)

 

Jungle: 2 am: “Saddle up! Ten minutes! You’re ready!”

City: 8 pm: Phone: “Meet at City Hall! Stay steady.”

 

Conscripted from school, uniformed then offered a rifle

Injustice-taught; excuses practiced-sought; fault-stifle

 

Discipline-exact! Training-true! Patriotic-courage Proud-found!

Mob-rule chaos! “Herd”-mentality wild! Cadence hate-chant sound!

 

“Green”-bees off-key sing: “Death seeks you!” Night cold-horror black!

Blue-line holds! Shield bottle-rocks! Windows-shatter! Inventory-sack!

 

Adrenaline secures slight fright as I send red-racers killing-fire

Disrespect: Law! Man! Myself! Complicit-“Lie” media-conspire

 

Grey smoke clears, dust settles; I find my buddy stone-cold shot-dead

Violent-curse free country; burn red-white-blue flag; complain instead

 

Full-throttle, flaps-down, catapult-thrust silver war-bird o’er sea-waves

This criminal fractures same law “free-speech” my bacon handy-saves

 

Joe College-Cool atheist-avowed---Green-tracers close? “Dear Lord-God!”

Immune-excused! Irresponsible-Immature simply innocent-naïve smile-nod

 

Desert-sand scours white teeth as another revolution-despot makes moot point

“Under arrest?” Said scum-cop, handcuffed, he purposely crushed my weed-joint

 

Filled black body-bags C-130 cargo-hold like cordwood military-stacked

So very angry I might lie though I may not know why; I just feel “hacked”

 

Soldier’s mother answers cold knock-thud---fainted…forever despair-cry ever after

Protest!? My right. Obey-the-law!? No-respect! I offer Hate-speech ugly-laughter

 

Echo hollowed-halls “Royal-elite” empty silk-suit smirking-liar king

Votes-purchased insane surreptitious defiled-web forked-tongue sing

Hero-true worthy value-virtue Love give life for friend a sacred thing

Shackle justice holy Constitution-“plan”; Lie reverent-truth vacant ring

 

Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Allelu---u…ia!

 

 Amen!---Amen!...Amen!





Plus:




Day 285

 

 

Candy covers her head with a tissue to

go to Mass to see her “man”

 

 

Thanksgiving Eve, 1964, I was cruising down Main Street in our little town and spied this little-cutie sashaying down the Boulevard in the chill evening air; I had seen Miss Candy around town, at least, a time or two, over the years; tonight was my chance---and…I struck! Hmm!

Pulling over to the curb (I recall the exact spot even to this day) and rolled down the passenger-window. “Would you like a ride on a cold night?” I inquired as Cool as James Bond.

Must have been a pretty good imitation---because…she got right in and slid right over.

She had once “teased” me way back yonder when I was a “tender” 12 and had just taken the entrance test for the seminary to study for the priesthood. (Yeah! Really!) I was cutting down a tree for my Grandma on her property line and pretty brown-eyed Candy had moseyed down the side street adjacent to me and had yelled across the garden, “Don’t hurt yourself! Big Boy!”

Wow! I couldn’t believe such a sophisticated beauty had ventured to speak to me!? Hmm!

So, a bit later, we became “good” friends. I attended Midnight Mass each Christmas Eve at the Catholic Church in town, even served mass on most holiday celebrations; Candy found out about my vigil-exploits and came to that mass one festival-eve Learning that Catholic girls covered their heads when in attendance of mass, she bobby-pinned a white Clean-X to her head.

She did just fine with her surreptitious endeavor to see “her man”, but, I wasn’t at the mass!

If she had not tried to surprise me and let me know she would be there---I would have been.

Well! Let’s see now? Oh! Yeah! We managed to get together---just fine…for 54 years!

 

Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “What was I praying for?” Memories!

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