Always

Part One

                        My home is now of rocks,

The only entrance to this land by giant

Birds of war,

            Chinooks are pretty

            When homesick blues

Beg a hitch to paradise,

     But work, stress, tension

Steals each heroine to

Endure the heat,

                        Feed the displaced

Population; retrieve hidden notions

That one day,

     The Pax will list my name…………..