Supersonic bombers of the US Airforce,
shattering the sapphire with banshee booms
and a payload of tragedy
and gore and ashes,
widowhood, orphanhood and dank, dark tombs.
Orbiter transcending Merritt Island spaceport,
clinging to its fuel tank as an infant sucks,
with the burden of destiny
and apes or angels,
opal hopes and diamond dreams and prayers and luck.