Sunday, April 9, 2017

Flying Over Eden

Why grab a sword only good
For hacking other humans?
At the ordinary height
Of 38,000 feet
On a short domestic flight
Between a couple of states,
Cooperation floats us

Above clouds once thought heaven,
And it's easy to forget
The hell of competition
Cooperation forges,
All the horrors planes have brought.
Tools are weapons; weapons tools.
Flaming swords make us angels.

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