<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=388833" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Six O'Clock News</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">he sat in the parking lot, <br>a Vietnam vet, breathing hard, <br>fog rising in the cold....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">across the way two kids<br>were getting ready to raise<br>the flag... just another day....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">they'd been married for 30 years.<br>he met her when he was thirty, <br>and she was just sixteen....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">now he was over sixty, <br>and his health was bad....<br>and she'd been fooling around</div><div style="margin:10px 0">with a man her own age.<br>he just couldnt see, just couldnt<br>believe... nowhere to go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">he watched her walk from the<br>building to her car, fumbling with keys.<br>walking up behind her, he called</div><div style="margin:10px 0">her name... she turned, a look of horror, <br>just a deer caught in the headlights.<br>he pulled the pistol and shot her....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">before her body even fell<br>he put the barrel in his mouth, <br>and fired again....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the two kids stopped, flag<br>at about half mast.... sunlight<br>barely piercing the fog....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">America dead, two bodies strewn<br>in a parking lot... another feed<br>for the six o'clock news!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eric+Cockrell">Eric Cockrell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=388833" data-title="Six O'Clock News de Eric Cockrell" data-description="he sat in the parking lot, a Vietnam vet, breathing hard, fog rising in the cold.... across the way two kids were getting ready to raise the flag... just another day.... they'd been married for 30 years. he met her when he was thirty, and she..."></div> </div> </div>

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