poem

can understand when u read,
On tho horizon,suddenly,
a row of white spots quietly cuts
across the blue sky,then bread ens to a crack
where liquid ruby swiris and turns,
an indistinct sign of dawn

in the obscure silence under the stars
not too far from the river port
a boat moves quietly up the creek
a jungle boy in short-sleeved shirt
crouches in the bottom of the boat
and puts his hands underneath a pile
of straw where is hidden a machine gun

dimly in the quiet darkness
in the creek's bend,against the trees
at tidal level on the beach
a fascist outpost stands

soon as the boat rounds the of the creek
it turns into the tongue of land
and as it closes suddenly
the silence is rent by machine gun fire
which reverberates up and down the creek
the moon night thinly divides the right
the moon next gently rocks on the clouds
then if fully smile down to illuminate the night
in the wide field at the edge of the wood
a flickermg lantern is slowly waved
and from the sky a dangling circle falls
glistening as it descents:an airdrop
a village ravaged suddenly

its inbabtants all run away
now charred with fire and vaccum dry
when a feeble breeze stirs the black scorched earth
the weak bark of a dog is faintly herad
star flowers share the ground with the sere leaf
which half- red and half-yellow
falls lazily twirling to the ground
carried by the early summer breeze
the old leaf is discarded in time for the new
a white star in a red ground