On A Plane Poem by David Lem
On A Plane
Who's the victim now?
once a killer now a saint
he lost the war but won his fight
the tears are shed now every night
the dreams of once real dreamers
are now disguises for the right way
when it's practicality vs. morality
who decides which is the right way?
The Blamings getting old
though we know thats what they're good for
so dropp the joke, forget the hoax
what are we really good for?
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