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.