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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397588" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At a enemy airfield</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Camouflaged, hidden in some underbrush<br>we lay and watch with special binoculars, <br>scanning the enemy facilities<br>while the night is setting in<br>and twilight has magic pertaining to it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">some bright lights are being switched on<br>and some oil or another mechanical liquid<br>gleams out on the tarmac<br>where we see some enemy Mig-23 fighter jets<br>being readied for war </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then some more taxiing out<br>standing ready for takeoff on the runway<br>waiting on the arrival of<br>a small private jet, <br>(maybe with military officers landing) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and with a small device<br>exact positions are obtained, <br>that we report <br>over a frequency hopping <br>two way radio system</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Johnny the second in command<br>says that he will almost do anything<br>to be able to smoke a cigarette right now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are asked to confirm the target positions, <br>by another party <br>which is now connected to us<br>and we recheck and confirm<br>while the sound of the landing<br>private jet is almost deafening</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and positions of other targets<br>and installations are asked for, <br>which we supply<br>including the control tower</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I see stars falling, falling at high speed<br>from the sky<br>making the night gleam<br>going off like lightning <br>in brilliant colors of flaming orange, <br>white and red<br>with ultra loud exploding sounds</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and howitzer canon projectiles <br>from G5 and G6 guns are coming in, <br>destroying the Migs and a lucky shot<br>hits the commercial jet right on target<br>and craters are left<br>and the next volleys <br>set some of the buildings ablaze, <br>rips hangers open<br>and those deadly manmade stars keep falling, <br>while functioning like machines<br>we keep giving targeting directions.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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we lay and watch with special binoculars, 
scanning the enemy facilities
while the night is setting in
and twilight has magic pertaining to it

some bright lights are being switched on
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