Where the Helicopters Fly

Where the Helicopters Fly When I pulled homein my borrowed carI must have beencompletely oblivious.“They got him”Karen saidas she was leaving for work.In the skyA block or two east,I heard it,I saw them;Fox News readywith the latest sad tale.Man, I don’t wanna live here any more.Not Cleveland,but Earth. Where the helicopters flyand the spotlights shine,where prying eyes spythe latest sensation. On the news yesterdaywas the fatherof one of the victims.His words made me weepas much as the story;said he never met this woman’s new husband,didn’t know the men she datedand hewas busy watching TVwhen the story broke.Man, I cannot stand to see this anymore,it starts in the homeor didn’t you know? In the city these dayseveryone looks suspicious,everyone either needs something,or are hiding their true intentions.Can someone point me toan honest man anymore? When I walk on LorainI keep my eyes on the sidewalk,didn’t used to be this way.At first, I thought maybe I had undergone a change;maybe growing up and becoming a fatherhad tempered me.But no, every man has a limit. Every day there’s something new;today it’s this, tomorrow that.Is there hope left to be foundwhen I hear the rotorsjust two blocks eastwhere the helicopters fly?

— Conect11, Mar 06, 2009

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Morgana Tragic…

17 years 3 months ago

Hey Mark, Love this piece,

Hey Mark, Love this piece, it is so incredibly true. I stopped watching the news a long time ago because of stories such as described...it is heartbreaking what this world is coming to but remember my friend, we are the ones who both take love from this world and put it back in. Look not to the sidewalk but smile at the stranger passing by....smiles are but contagious. On the news yesterday was the father of one of the victims. His words made me weep as much as the story; said he never met this woman’s new husband, didn’t know the men she dated and he was busy watching TV when the story broke. Man, I cannot stand to see this anymore, it starts in the home or didn’t you know? This verse hit home with me...been there, had that done my friend. It wrenches the heart and rips it out...no doubt you have heard about the Caylee Anthony case in Florida? No more need said. So let the helicopters fly, let the madness fall all around...remember we put the love into the world as we do take it out. Peace and Love my friend Katie

Conect11

17 years 3 months ago

thanks Katie,

glad you connected with this. Stories like Caylee, and Riley Anne Saunders, and what happened yesterday break my heart. It's days like that where I get impatient for the Lord to come back, I see no mercy or justice in the world otherwise. Mark W. "our hope is in the living God, who is the Savior of all people and particularly of all believers." 1 Timothy 4:10

themoonman

17 years 3 months ago

Mark...

It is a busy world isn't it... always something happening right next door or just down the block, and suburbia is moving the cities closer and closer. The closest big city to me is Charlotte,N.C. but, it reaches us and beyond with its unending turmoil and helicopters passing... quite the reflective write here my friend... Richard

Conect11

17 years 3 months ago

I appreciate it Richard,

the first line of the Erasure song "Grace" sums it up for me: "Looking in the paper makes me sorry to be human, a little ray of hope won't hurt at all..." A guy got married on Monday to a woman who had, I want to say three kids. Thursday he killed her, her three kids, and her mother. They had one child together, a two month old, who he let live. The guy was on the run for a day... felt like a month. The police cornered him a couple of blocks from where I lived and he killed himself in the shower of the house he was holed up in. The whole story was tragic, from the murders of the wife and children, to the interview with the woman's father, who acted in the strangest way; rather than appearing grieved he appeared annoyed and, well there's no other way to say this; thug. I wonder how families are like that, not judging, just depressed about it. Mark W. "our hope is in the living God, who is the Savior of all people and particularly of all believers." 1 Timothy 4:10

Morgana Tragic…

17 years 3 months ago

Honestly Mark, I want to cry

Honestly Mark, I want to cry when I hear the stories like that...hence, the Sheryl Crow song, "Where Has All The Love Gone"..."Today I saw/The strangest thing/On the evening news/A man who wasn't sad at all/By what's going on/I've been looking everywhere I go/Where has all the love gone?" It is easy to be depressed by this. It is dispeccable and disgusting when human beings will do to one another and then to take the easy way out...hard to believe we exist in this world. Peace and Love, Katie

infinite_dwarf

17 years 3 months ago

Mark

Living in the city of Richmond, VA I can definitely sympathize with this poem. Every day, multiple times a day there were sirens, glass breaking, notices on the apartments doors warning of break-ins, etc. On the police blotter every day were pages of crimes that had happened within the last 24hrs. It's sad. The other side of Richmond was a little better, but not much. I'll say one thing for the area of NY we're in right now - it may be colder than f**k, but I feel safe walking outside my door... Excellent write. ~Jess K. ---------------------------------------------------- -"All day and night music, a quiet, bright reedsong. If it fades, we fade." - Rumi

LissaMine

17 years 2 months ago

Hey Mark

Mark your poem is very sad. I think we all feel that way when something bad happens close to us. Somehow the closer it is.. the more it touches us. I felt that way when my old house was close to the fires in Australia. A great read tho, kept me all the way till the end. Lissa I hold it true, whatever befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.