The One Hundred Poem Promise
Release
Cockpit Calling
Where Is The Pilot
Now?
It Appears The
Plane Is Out
Of Control
I Don’t
Know If
The Yoke
Steers
Us Up Or
Down
Quick
To The Chutes.
But Where Did
The Ripcords
Go?
I Think
We Are Now
In Free Fall
And Done For.
Zero G’s
I Am Going
To Lose It
As The Pilot
Walks Out The
Airplane Door.