Tuesday, February 1, 2022

Falling Stars (2003)

Above us, in a clear, blue Texas sky, 
Our heroes we forgot were heroes
Scattered out in a trail of white and sparks.
Our heroes in death, our heroes in life--

Where were we when those stars shot into space?
Why must their bravery become their deaths
Before we remember them as heroes,
To love them for who they already were?

Look up to the blue sky and understand--
From star dust we have come, and to star dust
They, who came closest to touching the stars,
Have returned to us as a falling stars.

Such brave stars rising into the heavens,
Men and women facing death on the edge
Of their own destruction for us on earth--

We, who proclaim the death of the hero--
We, whose lives are made better by their work
And their sacrifice and heroism.

Why must we act until it's too late?
Our heroes also return to their homes
On intact vapor trails of white on blue. 

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