the day before that day a half hundred years plus one ago
my folks dined on pepperoni pie, and waited for the hour to show
while outside a gray afternoon grew cold with Indiana snow
It was just eighteen years after those Japanese men of aviation
Destroyed our boys, our ships, our entire Hawaiian naval station
a day which still lives in infamy, for me a time of celebration
two disasters on one great day
my dear old ma used to jokingly say
pearl harbor and your birthday my son
another year older - life's a bomb.
