Poem – Hafiz
Even After All this time The sun never says To the Earth, “You owe me.” Look What happens With a love like that. It lights…
Poetry & Quotes
I met you in the rain on the last day of 1972
I met you in the rain on the last day of 1972, the same day I resolved to kill myself.
One week prior, at the behest of Richard Nixon and Henry Kissinger, I’d flown four B-52 sorties over Hanoi. I dropped forty-eight bombs. How many homes I destroyed, how many lives I ended, I’ll never know. But in the eyes of my superiors, I had served my country honorably, and I was thusly discharged with such distinction.