*Ann*

I remember one day in my junior high class a vision had. It occurred in history class. The teacher was talking about the Vietnam War. My head drifted into the projected image. It was a grim one.

[I saw a cream white dove flying across the blue sky. It was beautiful at first. Then it broke into something coal black and ugly. The dove was now an evil hawk of war. I saw it coming down fast. The hawk gripped a piece of the Vietnamese landscape. All that was left was a hole overflowing with blood. The hawk didn’t stop there. It kept flying in the deep skies. On its path, the Communist Hawk left a devil.

This devil opened its hideous mouth. Out of it flew 10,000 bombers into the dark clouding sky. The bombs lit up the sky like lighting and fireworks. Below, the innocent were running for cover from the monster of war. A young woman was pushing along her small children into their shed. Inside, they hid in fear.

As, the bombers flew along the doomed sky, the became white crosses. A soldier on the ground fell back dead. On a pure white wall sat the American flag. All of the stars, blue, and white stripes fell to the cold wet jungle ground. The red stripes stained the wall blood red.

Oooooooo ooo ooo ooooh

Did you see the frightened ones

Did you hear the falling bombs?

Did you ever wonder

Why we had to run for shelter

When the promise of a brave new world

Unfurled beneath a clear blue sky

In time however, the malicious hawk of war crashed and burned away into a huge flame. The darkness of the sky broke up into its serene blue. The violent winds died down. The war was officially over. The hawk was now a warm pile of steel. The ghosts rose to their feet and stood tall. From the heated steel, a little white dove flew out. It flew above the permanent beds of the soldiers. All seemed peaceful again.

But despite a shaded promising future, the blood from the wall ran down into a sewer vent. It was all a massive waste in the end.]

Oooooooo ooo ooooo oooh

Did you see the frightened ones

Did you hear the falling bombs

The flames are all long gone

But the pain lingers on

Goodbye blue sky

Goodbye blue sky

Goodbye

Goodbye