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Birds of War. I
The sky is clear, blue and bright.
The clouds are pink in east.
And we have got to take a fight. To face a purple beast.
II The engines roar in morning air,
We clutch our "Cobras" sticks.
I test the state of plane's crosshair.
Maintenance checks "Big Dick". III
Takeoff! The land is far below.
Like birds we left the ground.
I do not mind. The wind may blow,
But I keep looking 'round. IV
A dot.. But it is not alone.
"The crowd of bandits! Warning!" No one to help. On our own
We leave this peaceful morning. V
The leader shouts: "Take them out!"
And slowly enters smooth right turn.
I follow him, and I'm about
To make this purple Hellcat burn. VI
One shot, another. Fucking shit! My leader is on fire!
The Hellcat is already hit,
And so I'm sharply climbing higher. VII
In slow candella turn I go To demonstrate my presence.
I have succeeded. I have shown
To "Franz": "I'm here". What else? VIII
I can be seen in front of purp. My tail's in his crosshair.
But now my leader wouldn't burn. And I believe - it's fair.
IX I'm going down with smoky tail
Five hundred miles per hour.
There is no chance to land, to bail,
To reach the control tower. X
Last hundred meters of my way. And you believe I'm down?
Oh, no! Like sword, just like X-ray, I enter solid ground.
XI Someone will say that it is hard
To change your life for lifes of others.
Do not believe. It is regard
To die while saving lifes of brothers. XII
When I was shot above F9
And jumped from sky in hands of Father,
In my last moments I felt fine.
I knew my life is changed for other... XIII
The day on base is close to end.
A plane from east is shining bright.
This lonely star descends to land,
The only one returned from fight.
Copyright © 1999 by Alexey "Shadow" Shishkin.