Guest guest Posted August 1, 2007 Report Share Posted August 1, 2007 Richtofen's Saga/Unity (a WWI pilot's story) The Red Baron With grace and glory, he so flies the big red bird in soft blue skies. The sun, (an allie), shing bright, protecting him from danger's sight. Until he swoops down on his prey. (Another chalice made today). With spandaus blazing as they sing the song of death in which they bring. With this, the red bird flies away- cheating his fate another day. Each morning with the waking light, the bird would rise and then take flight. Until a bullet grazed his head, he glided down but was not dead. This made him finially realize that death flew with him in the skies. But still he went up, bold and brave, though sensing soon would come his grave. Alas, his prophecy came true; One day a flock of sparrows flew. The red bird, spinning, hit the ground. A plane and body both were found. No longer were they unified; the rubble burned. The pilot died. Randy Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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