Take flight then, holding
yesterday's failings as guide
on tomorrow's path.
Nice one Jon!
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The decadent elegance
Of our condescension
Belies and belittles
Our abundance
Mothers of invention
Bringing up our genius
In the broken homes
Of a race, racing to its end
Biological engine
of craven consumption
Ever increasing efficiency
Of waste production
Parading our might
Strutting show of strength
Crumbling expendable
Comrades recycled as corpses
Where is the help?
Where is the hope?
Where is the honour?
In a world of demons
Devil demands his due
All souls for sale
All roads to oblivion
Yet morality's looking glass
With duality displayed
All demons have wings
To lift them aloft as angels
So come fly with me
Strive for a higher purpose
Leave the road to oblivion
Find solace for your souls
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