When Brooklyn Was
"The World"

By Sal Latina

 Nights sitting alone on

 top of a bunker on the

 perimeter while the other

 two are asleep.

 Listening to the automatic

 weapons fire off in the


 Feeling both relieved

 and guilty for not being

 there... knowing a bro

 is probably dieing or

 being wounded.

 I'm distracted from what

 is really going on by the

 sight of tracers raining in

 a glorious left hand arc

 from the sky...

 Then all of a sudden, the

 gun fire stops. I wake up

 the next watch, go to sleep

 and dream of Brooklyn...

 When Brooklyn was 

 "The World".

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Added 1/17/2001