I pray for peace but "i" don't control our destiny
The Roar
I live next door
To an Air Force Base.
Should an enemy ever drop
a big one on it,
I'll probably be erased.
But I am without fear.
In this moment all I hear
are the daily sounds:
Reveille, Retreat, Taps
and Our National Anthem.
I hear the jets' engines' ROAR.
Poetry by melanie sue
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Written on 2026-05-13 at 23:18
