Cool Blue
Looking cool
Wearing blue
Fly through the air
Wingman as their pair
Patrolling the skies
Ready to encounter bogey lies
Like eagles they soar
On this speed tour
Landing on a carrier for air craft
Navy catches them, preventing a bath
Hearing political wrath
You see
It is we
Not I
We cry
Surviving the situation where one could die
When defending things
Spreading our wings
Together standing tall
Against evil forces who need to fall
Using a soft loosened grip
Respectful dialogue in our spoken script
In the reality human game
Glorified in deadly fame
Copyright © Marc O'Brien | Year Posted 2023
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