The Fighter Ace Poem by Gert Strydom
The Fighter Ace
It’s another thing
to take a jet with flaming afterburners
into the air
and to see the earth,
getting small beneath you -
I am told
At times I think
those fighter pilots,
are a species of their own
of the human race.
It’s a master fighter ace
that takes a slower plane
and shoot three Mig-23’s down
and is able to land,
a Mirage with a shot off tail
on the landing strip.
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