Like a snap of the fingers

It was just that quick

The building had fallen

And shattered and

Melted under the heat



We found a buddy

Who was covered in blood

He kept trying to get up and look

Lay down, lay down, lay down marine

Under the heat



All our lives changing

Under the heat



"Take your cameras and

get out of here"

"Forget it" said the C.O.

"You're out of line,

you're angry, I'm angry,

they're angry,

just do the job."

Under the heat



We stopped to listen for voices

And then we'd dig with

Whatever we had

Listen and dig, listen and dig,

Listen and dig

Under the heat



All our lives changing

Under the heat



Reaching through this

Curtain of fear

My arms are stretched

Beyond the limit

I take the heat from

Streaming tears

To bear the cold and

Walk out in it

Walk out in it



My plans for the future

Are a frozen picture

That has fallen and

Shattered and melted

Under the heat



All our lives changing

Under the heat



--Papers fluttered in the gentle October

breeze and a page from a pocket-sized

Bible lay on the ground. It was open to

the book of Psalms. The passage said,

"For they do not talk of peace, but

against the quiet ones of the land they

plot treacharies..."



From the San Fransisco Chronicle

Monday, October 24, 1983