Pop! Bang! Sizzle! I startle at the noise
That sounds like rice krispies - amped on steroids.
Did a car backfire? A gun fight break out?
What in the world could such noise be about?
Once at the window, my eyes search the night
Sizzle! Pop-Pop! I'm greeted by a sight:
A man-made evening art show in the sky
Red, white and blue for the fourth of July.
Pop! Bang! Bang! I watch colors as they burst.
Rainbows are destroyed - their remnants dispersed.
I mourn their dying ashes as they fall,
Camouflaged by the night, so dark and small.
Sizzle! Bang! Pop! Another rainbow - gone
The massacre will proceed until dawn.