A reflection on somebodys dislikes, but worse. |
>Grievances Footprints show our past But never set foot on our future And the footprints of a conflict Make it all the more putrid You were hopped up on narcotics Spewing your hate and news And your indecipherable gaggle As you spilled your booze So it took me a while to think But I finally found a resolve I packed up all my belongings And ambled down the hall For I could no longer take your abuse Your hatred radiates the air You're simply tying your own noose We're no longer a pair I called for a taxi And left you quite alone I headed to the airport When I heard the ring from my phone It was you with your last resort begging me to come home But I ignored your mindless retort It was as verbose as this poem I hopped aboard the plane Set out for Poland It traveled on the tarmac I watched the wheel start rolling it was the shortest flight ever lasting a mere 18 minutes Because someone shouted a word With the word "bomb" in it. But I ignored him completely. As I stared at the wall. I heard shots ring out And the plane began to fall. I heard the screams of people. They travelled through the air. People calling their loved ones I ignored the despair. With a simple grin on I wandered down the aisle Flinging open the plane's door And falling half a mile. I stared at the incoming ground Knowing quite well that I would die. And thing of the newscast. Of that suicidal guy Who hopped into the air While the airplane corkscrewed and crashed And watching the burning wreckage While the explosions started to flash A close up on me Showed my grin on the television Suicidal bliss on the tube As the coast guard went Fishin' I felt a sharp pain As I looked around The grin fell off my face As it faded to a frown But I was not angry For I had alnded in a tree Although I had broken my back Afterlife is not where I'll be I could Imagine the look Of that persons face back in London The person I had left just an hour before Saw the waste of Boeing's funding But they lifted me out of the tree Saying things around me And put me on the ground As they took me away So I was lying in the hospital With just a magazine to read It was written in Polish So it was difficult to perceive. And then that person walked into my room Lots of worry in it's eyes And I felt it may start again Maybe problems would arise. So i turned my back to the left Going to sleep that night As I heard a couple in the next room Getting into a fight So I said to myself "Don't Bother." It's just better to be kind Because you know what they say "An eye for an eye makes us all blind." |