INDEPENDENCES DAZE SHE WORE A LONG SLEEVED TURTLE NECK AND BLUE JEANS Sitting at the picnic Clutching a beer in her hand Thru painted black ray-bans She watches the firecrackers CRACK! She flinches She cries, and SMACK! He wore a flack jacket, and booney hat His pant leg tied in knot at the knee Vibrant flashes splashed an ominous light on his black canvas eye patch His head tilted back in oblivion He visions a muddy stream winding thru a bamboo forest Holding a dark eyed baby underneath a dead girl He begs in silence, Quite baby, quite SILENCE SCREAMS! QUITE THE BABY NOW! CRACK! He flinches The baby cries, and SMACK! Back ally doctors office past midnight Her husband off too war Father of her unborn child has gone Back to his wife Money in the surgeons hands Makes it difficult to hold the knife The cops at the door CRACK! He flinches She cries, and SMACK! Memorial Day A hospital room A baby is born But her husband is familiar with the darkness in his son’s eyes The nurse cradles the dead infants flesh She turns her back Mother cries father morns Till the fourth day of July Twelve a.m. A bottle of jack to celebrate the day He finds his wife's old diaries in a box with his Green Beret He reads “A crack at the door” “A slip of the knife” He blames her for the dead children that haunt his dreams So he drags his wife by her neck Into his nightmare! Her cries lost in pain “Sorry” he says Placing on the bed A LONG SLEEVED TURTLENECK AND BLUE JEANS.Birth sign: Sagittarius
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