Last Hope

That little old lady

scrambling for her last hope

but something was shady

as a Black Panther slop

drew nearer and nearer

pushing, shoving, screaming.

Do you hear her?

Black Panthers creaming

those in their way.

The meanest of the mean

Chaos, fighting on today of all days.

The last hope for the people of Da Nang,

the helicopter's filling

and the Black Panther gang

sends person after person reeling,

the poor lady's in the way.

She gets punched and shoved,

and falls down to stay

trapped as she watches freedom hover away.

Those big, cruel brutes stole away

the lady's freedom today.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

ca 2003.

Written for American Studies, we were studying the Vietnam.. I think... War.

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