Flight In Formation

come here

lower your eyes and surrender

to the blossoms spring has brought

to adorn our grief

with the memory of you

love stole away to another body

to another thief

to a world you are withering

you are starving, draining its blood

come here

we know nothing of hatreds 

nor their jealousies

nor their enmities

we laugh and dance in perfect composure

this is our beauty

of simplicity and severety of discipline

be free of whatever they teach

of whatever they preach

free yourself of their entrapments

of their weapons of mass distraction

free yourself from the bondage of time and place and status

for what peace do they give?

wht truth do they reveal?

what lie do they live?

whose blood weeps from these wounds?

detach yourself!

detach yourself!

for there is a war

deep in our hearts

and that’s where all battles ought to be fought

come here

lower your eyes

and surrender