Chigkiller

I'm NOT a Ganker, Pirate, Griefer, Bumper or a Thief, i work for a living!!

On Weald of Kent I watched once more
Again I heard that grumbling roar -
of fighter planes, yet none were near
and all around the sky was clear
borne on the wind a whisper came -
though men grow old, They stay the same
and then I knew unseen to eye -
the ageless few were sweeping by.

Per ardua ad astra ("Through adversity to the stars")