Buzzard Feast
( A sequel to 'Summer-Moonshine')
Lt. Col. A.K. 'Sam' Sharma (May 2003)
By the time we returned to our FDL's,
the sun, simmering through the pine, had
irrevocably broken the deathly dawn;
this time in new light;
now without doubt showing signs
of the lightening visitation by the Fifth Horseman,
the night before.
However,
the deathly silence was frequently
pierced by the swish of the high-decibel bullets of the enemy
Brownings, and the crumps of our three inch mortars,
in the clumps
of the rhododendron; fern
thicket and thorn
---------- hope he makes it back ------------------------
through all this --------------------
safely……….. somehow.
during this transparently
hostile day
in May
Through the field glasses
i search the Western Re-entrant,
and all the spurs descending on post,
and by and by,
I spy,
the extirpation-------------------
also, the Turkey buzzard, the crow and the vulture feast
on dead razaakars, Rangers
and carcasses of buffaloes
and other assorted beast.
--------------- days later.
the UN MOGIP slaps a formal cease- fire violation;
officially confirm the carnage.
that day in May,
the surviving sons-of-bitches
had been partying the carrion-scavengers
on slivers of
ole Kharke,
hacked by them with his very own khukuri;
bit by very bit
whilst he was kicking still.
