Listen to the radio, a poem

Listen to the radio
By Mike Marcellino

Listen to the radio
in no man’s land.
Wait till the music dies.
Sing all together now
her majesty’s request
whirling vinyl
tracks from Singapore
on the magical mystery tour.

Listen to the radio
in no man’s land.
Wait till the music dies.
Captured in Cambodia,
blown away in the DMZ
going back to Iraq,
Afghanistan,
electric concertina silhouette memories.
Uniforms at a five in the morning wake up call
Denver’s airport high
above the Land of the Free -
Home of bridges falling down.
Home of the brave,
taking shelter
in ravines,
railroad boxcars,
in gas station latrines.

Listen to the radio
in no man’s land.
Wait till the music dies.
Remember
songs of the day -
Check some boxes,
pop some pills,
get patched up,
go on your way,
live to fight another day.”


Listen to the radio,copyright by Mike Marcellino 2009