Saturday, October 29, 2011
When humans landed on the moon few failed to notice the schism created between humans here at home on the blue planet. First heavy thoughts put on paper. (For posterity? To assuage my own guilt feelings?)
Random Thoughts Recorded During the Week of July 20, 1969 During the Flight of Apollo 11
The LEM touched down on the lunar surface
A commercial pilot, stacked over O’Hare heard the news and was glad
All men on Earth witnessed as the Eagle landed.
Nearby, Luna 15, on an unexplained mission, also landed.
Armstrong and Aldrin placed their footprints in the dust and their names in the history books,
While 240,000 miles away, earthmen watched every step.
69 miles away, Cooper, flying Columbia, didn’t have a video monitor.
The whole world watched, awe struck, and waited.
Many Americans missed their regular TV programs, and complained.
The crime rate was down. Criminals became interested viewers.
The AFS students at Lindenbaum’s called a recess to their love-in, and for a while, they too were interested.
While the Astronauts work on the moon, five ghetto children sit with their mother in a bare flat (third floor rear) watching on a color TV.
They do not understand. Their fathers are not there to explain it all to them. They are bored.
They go to bed ----- hungry!
Eagle came “in peace for all mankind”.
Both sides counted their dead in Viet Nam
Over a million in tools is left on the moon.
Another child starved to death in Biafra.
The return cargo, a priceless box of dirt, rocks and secrets.
Another rock, bearing the secrets of a black man’s soul, smashes a window in York Pa.
The Hornet crew earns their “E” for a flawless recovery.
During reentry and splash down, had a crisis arisen, would the crew or the cargo be saved?
A family in a hospital waiting room watches through wet eyes, the elaborate decontamination process to protect the earth from possible lunar bacteria.
Nearby, in a clean darkened room, one of their own, numbed by drugs, quietly succumbs to cancer.
The door to the universe swings open, and rushing to go through, man stumbles on the clutter of his world