Read that in high school. It was in one of my literature texts. Wonder if they still do.The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner
Randall Jarrell, 1914 - 1965
From my mother’s sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
Yeah I am highly doubtful anyone at school would allow it to be read much less from a textbook, lest we offend a snowflake. Perhaps If it WAS in text books the High School football teams would be standing at attention, on the sidelines, with their hand across their heart while the National anthem played instead of kneeling like a bunch of French cowards.Read that in high school. It was in one of my literature texts. Wonder if they still do.
Umm... Couldn't find your reading glasses this morning?"Turn Ammo Into Noise:"
Remember before you turn that ammo into noise, ya gotta turn money into ammo. At the price of .50 caliber ammo that can get expensive REALLY FAST.