Great Poetry

[Brian37]

The following is a poem about my fear of flying. Ironically take offs and landings I fear the least, turbulence is what I fear the most. And it is a poem about the 1977 Canary Island double jumbo jet crash on one runway because of miscommunication and fog. 

Tenerife, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @Brianrrs37 on twitter).
 
A confluence of events
Of human, technology, weather and ego
Turned the tropical yellow bird
Into a crimson runway
 
Initiated elsewhere
By bomb threats
Multiple flights
Diverted to it
 
A tiny island chain
Volcanic in origin
Off the African coast
They both landed
 
In stride all took
From pilots to passengers
To the tower
A minor inconvience 
 
But then fog took over
And and pilots talked over
And one assumed
Till it was all over
 
Which one to taxi
When to take off
Miscommunication 
Was the boss
 
And one pilot
Made the assumption
That the takoff order
Which was not given
 
Gave him permission
To push forward
A decorated pilot
Whom insisted
 
To take the time
To refuel
Later investigation
Found out not needed
 
And the pilots
Of multiple jets
Talked over each other
Cancelling  each other out
 
Thrusters forward
It was too late
The ace pilot
Tried to leapfrog
 
But instead
Did not clear
Pancaked on top
Causing two jumbo bombs
 
Coal mine is 
And underestimation
Of human ego
When we lack patience.
END......

For those interested, here is the wiki article on the event I wrote this poem about.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tenerife_airport_disaster