29th Mission

One day in late September in the year nineteen fourty four my life took an unexpected turn When i stepped threw a nose wheel door.

We had passed over our target Everything was going swell And the heavens suddenly transfigured too molten leaded Hell.

One hit in the bomb bay section Settled our fate up there it was either jump or burn alive And i chose to take the air.

The sudden leap thru the slipstream whipped me around and ’round And all that could be noticed Was a merging of sky, clouds, & ground.