They all thought they were
 “Glory Bound.”
Sixteen weeks of training.
Boarded the plane, a long 
flight ahead.
 
Looking at their faces–
Confidence
Fear
Eyes closed, not sleeping
Eyes open, seeing nothing
Little conversation, each
keeping their thoughts silent.
 
It did not take long to discover
they had been–
    
Hell Bound.

Author’s Note: Written to a writing prompt by Barbara Crooker: “There is no end of things in my heart.”