There I saw the Vandenberg that long ago was sunk
I knew that situation from the Drill Sergeant and the bed bunk
I descended down to the depth of the Atlantic
What I saw upon that day a lot of tears I wept
The many upon that vessel all of those years and decades before
My SCUBA Diving taught me ever so much for my beginning core
I saluted the American Flag as I continued to descend and ascend
I knew in my heart the severe amount of work of much to mend
Ass my fins carried Me, My feet touched the ground
There it was what I sought I had found
The vast abysmal area I saw so much
There I leaned over for my camera to touch
I took a picture of the land that I had stepped upon down
Then when I looked forward to see the menacing frown
The teeth were long, large, and sharp of what that beast was poised
I reached for my knives trusty before and then began the noise
Its growl was fierce it was massive and I so small trying
Its speed ferocious as I stood and began to see upon the ground
I was accurate in My guess and too late to call for help
To assist Me I only had Myself, my knives, and as I swung I yelped
There were more that came as I fought to keep and the land was safe
The words are difficult and yet the truth is Bobo knows his place
The others I call different names per types of merpeople
They stay in the waters far from the shores on land because of the backing of we the people
I let them know there were more vicious than I upon the land
There they stay far away from us below the beaches made of sand
Afterwards there was my watch to see as I began to ascend
Upwards towards the boats and there to avoid the bends
I timed three minutes to then nine for me to just swim
However that point in time that day the others were there on a whim
I lowered my head so weary and exhausted
Through such a victory for life and over such dread
The coast was clear for then along the west and the east
I began my ascent to above having defeated that beast
I saw the broken remanence beautiful to this day
Even though just now a memory of what I could not then in that year of 2009 say
The many times I attempted to warn the many
There is was to the boat upon the shining sea
The time of surface interval to snorkel the waters
I pondered so much and sought the lands of my founding mothers and founding fathers
Then back to the USA and there the American Flag
Upon the land and upon the staff
Stepping upon the land of the United States of America such a grace and happiness to see
Such lovely human beings and florals above the grounds for me
NOTATION: After having seen and listened to The #ProjectBlueBook Blue Book Project seasons based in reality on #TheHistoryChannel #History Dr. Allen Hynek and Captain Michael Quinn, season 2 episode 8 inspired me to post this poem I created months ago in the conjunction per the USA Navy and the USA Air Force #USANavy #USAAirForce